<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:25:19.477-08:00</updated><category term='crazy crazy kampala'/><category term='little fish'/><category term='road side urinals'/><category term='crazy this world'/><category term='on replay unbreak my heart by il divo.'/><category term='ficklish'/><category term='friends and fans'/><category term='RASTA ROB SAMBUSA OLIWAKABI'/><category term='eh lugogo oyeeeee'/><category term='manifestos and saloons'/><category term='WALUGEMBE MPAMPALEYANGE SIGILINA'/><category term='butida'/><category term='WALUGEMBE'/><category term='on auto replay.peter gabriel  book of love'/><category term='smsish and sockish'/><category term='ugly betty'/><category term='bachelor of food'/><category term='daddy&apos;s girl.'/><category term='stacies mom'/><category term='you raise me-josh groban'/><category term='till we meet again my friends'/><category term='on auto replay same girl.usher and r.kelly'/><category term='shakespears greatest'/><category term='family'/><category term='KUDINGKUDING'/><category term='weddding crooners'/><category term='till we meet again'/><category term='on auto replay eragon the novel(read as over reading)'/><category term='dewinton'/><category term='father and pastors.'/><title type='text'>leo, leoer,leoest</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>leos child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-771957482778927172</id><published>2009-07-07T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T09:56:41.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fare thee well .miss you already.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-771957482778927172?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/771957482778927172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=771957482778927172' title='40 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/771957482778927172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/771957482778927172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/2009/07/fare-thee-well-miss-you-already.html' title='fare thee well .miss you already.'/><author><name>leos child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>40</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-5453734128609431484</id><published>2008-12-02T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T22:32:46.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BARB-E-QUE</title><content type='html'>Cherie i know this is your element you know i mean eating the chicken not cooking it! There is this nice chicken at the food court it is served by the maroon diner not sure what its called but their chicken tastes goooooooodddddddd!like a mixture of yorghut(sp) with vinegar really nice.so i figured this would probably taste the same let me know how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                &lt;br /&gt;                                                            &lt;strong&gt; BARBEQUE CHICKEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;·                                 3  to 4 pounds meaty &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipes/glossaryDisplay.jsp?item=/templatedata/bhg/recipeGlossary/data/1168284565624.xml"&gt;chicken&lt;/a&gt; pieces (breasts, thighs, and drumsticks)&lt;br /&gt;·                                 1-1/2  cups dry &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipes/glossaryDisplay.jsp?item=/templatedata/bhg/recipeGlossary/data/1170107636693.xml"&gt;sherry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·                                 1  cup finely chopped &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipes/glossaryDisplay.jsp?item=/templatedata/bhg/recipeGlossary/data/1168463877093.xml"&gt;onion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·                                 1/4  cup &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipes/glossaryDisplay.jsp?item=/templatedata/bhg/recipeGlossary/data/1168378608820.xml"&gt;lemon&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipes/glossaryDisplay.jsp?item=/templatedata/bhg/recipeGlossary/data/1168377046664.xml"&gt;juice&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·                                 2  bay leaves&lt;br /&gt;·                                 6  cloves &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipes/glossaryDisplay.jsp?item=/templatedata/bhg/recipeGlossary/data/1168294712967.xml"&gt;garlic&lt;/a&gt;, minced&lt;br /&gt;·                                 1  15-ounce can &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipes/glossaryDisplay.jsp?item=/templatedata/bhg/recipeGlossary/data/1169842351146.xml"&gt;tomato&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipes/glossaryDisplay.jsp?item=/templatedata/bhg/recipeGlossary/data/1169157307555.xml"&gt;puree&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·                                 1/4  cup &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipes/glossaryDisplay.jsp?item=/templatedata/bhg/recipeGlossary/data/1168381552804.xml"&gt;honey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·                                 3  tablespoons light-flavored &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipes/glossaryDisplay.jsp?item=/templatedata/bhg/recipeGlossary/data/1168461563402.xml"&gt;molasses&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·                                 1  teaspoon &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipes/glossaryDisplay.jsp?item=/templatedata/bhg/recipeGlossary/data/1169223039110.xml"&gt;salt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·                                 1/2  teaspoon dried &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipes/glossaryDisplay.jsp?item=/templatedata/bhg/recipeGlossary/data/1169841819620.xml"&gt;thyme&lt;/a&gt;, crushed&lt;br /&gt;·                                 1/4  to 1/2 teaspoon ground red &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipes/glossaryDisplay.jsp?item=/templatedata/bhg/recipeGlossary/data/1168467498277.xml"&gt;pepper&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·                                 1/4  teaspoon &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipes/glossaryDisplay.jsp?item=/templatedata/bhg/recipeGlossary/data/1168467498277.xml"&gt;black pepper&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·                                 2  tablespoons white &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipes/glossaryDisplay.jsp?item=/templatedata/bhg/recipeGlossary/data/1170106371802.xml"&gt;vinegar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Directions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Place chicken in a plastic bag set in a shallow dish. For marinade, in a medium bowl stir together sherry, onion, lemon juice, bay leaves, and garlic. Pour over chicken; seal bag. &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipes/glossaryDisplay.jsp?item=/templatedata/bhg/recipeGlossary/data/1168456820129.xml"&gt;Marinate&lt;/a&gt; in the refrigerator for 2 to 4 hours, turning bag occasionally. &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipes/glossaryDisplay.jsp?item=/templatedata/bhg/recipeGlossary/data/1168292428811.xml"&gt;Drain&lt;/a&gt; chicken, reserving marinade. Cover and &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipes/glossaryDisplay.jsp?item=/templatedata/bhg/recipeGlossary/data/1168285012358.xml"&gt;chill&lt;/a&gt; chicken until ready to grill.&lt;br /&gt;2. For &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipes/glossaryDisplay.jsp?item=/templatedata/bhg/recipeGlossary/data/1169223351829.xml"&gt;sauce&lt;/a&gt;, in a large saucepan &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipes/glossaryDisplay.jsp?item=/templatedata/bhg/recipeGlossary/data/1168287604217.xml"&gt;combine&lt;/a&gt; the reserved &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipes/glossaryDisplay.jsp?item=/templatedata/bhg/recipeGlossary/data/1168456788414.xml"&gt;marinade&lt;/a&gt;, the tomato puree, honey, molasses, salt, thyme, red pepper, and pepper. Bring to boiling. &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipes/glossaryDisplay.jsp?item=/templatedata/bhg/recipeGlossary/data/1169220533970.xml"&gt;Reduce&lt;/a&gt; heat and &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipes/glossaryDisplay.jsp?item=/templatedata/bhg/recipeGlossary/data/1169488097991.xml"&gt;simmer&lt;/a&gt;, uncovered, about 30 minutes or until reduced to 2 cups. Remove from heat; remove bay leaves. &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipes/glossaryDisplay.jsp?item=/templatedata/bhg/recipeGlossary/data/1169655253451.xml"&gt;Stir&lt;/a&gt; in vinegar.&lt;br /&gt;3. For a charcoal &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipes/glossaryDisplay.jsp?item=/templatedata/bhg/recipeGlossary/data/1167856140388.xml"&gt;grill&lt;/a&gt;, arrange medium-hot coals around a drip pan. Test for medium heat above the pan. Place chicken pieces, bone sides down, on grill rack over drip pan. Cover and grill for 50 to 60 minutes or until tender and no longer pink, brushing with some of the sauce during the last 15 minutes of &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipes/glossaryDisplay.jsp?item=/templatedata/bhg/recipeGlossary/data/1167856140388.xml"&gt;grilling&lt;/a&gt;. [For a gas grill, &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipes/glossaryDisplay.jsp?item=/templatedata/bhg/recipeGlossary/data/1169156711040.xml"&gt;preheat&lt;/a&gt; grill. Reduce heat to medium. Adjust for indirect cooking. To serve, reheat and pass the remaining sauce with chicken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-5453734128609431484?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/5453734128609431484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=5453734128609431484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/5453734128609431484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/5453734128609431484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/2008/12/barb-e-que.html' title='BARB-E-QUE'/><author><name>leos 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interior designing phase one that i hope doesnt end seeing as am enjoying it quite abit! look at these stunning pictures of attention to detail i am in ove with these!that sink got me thinking the amount of unsual pieces that we could use like pottery instead of sinks they are water tight right?it doesnt get any better than this if it does and you know where let me know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;am trying my hand at interior designing, landscape designing and wedding planning and the guinea pigs are my family and their property to be specific my father's house, my aunty's house and my cousins wedding. so far so good,  i would like to think its because i dont have a time limit except for the wedding of course but the landscaping is developing well taking it one day at a time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can tell you the ability to be pleasantly surprised in this country is quite high my cousin decided that she was having an african themed wedding in terms of decor and so i suggested we use pots. in our pursuit of pots we actually ended up on Entebbe road around kajjansi we came upon the most beautiful pots and the guy was selling flowers, i was so happy to find hydrengaes i hope that is the spelling,water plants and minituare version of  what would be imposing plants and he even knew the botanical names i was pleased all these achievements were at the road side of kajjansi,dust isnt that bad after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and about that yoga am still waiting for directions from Tandra or if anyone knows where else i would like to know because am spiralling out of control and when i do i willl hold everyone responsible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-6019583421440953905?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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broiler-fryer chicken, halved&lt;br /&gt;·                                 3  cloves garlic, quartered&lt;br /&gt;·                                 2  tsp. salt&lt;br /&gt;·                                 1/3  cup olive oil&lt;br /&gt;·                                 1  lemon, cut into wedges&lt;br /&gt;Directions&lt;br /&gt;1. Slightly flatten the chicken halves and place them in a 3-quart rectangular baking dish. In a blender or food processor, blend or process the garlic and salt to make a paste. With blender or processor running, slowly add olive oil. Pour the oil mixture over chicken halves, turning chicken to coat both sides. Loosen breast skin and rub oil mixture under skin. Cover and refrigerate for 2 to 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;2. For a charcoal grill, arrange medium-hot coals around a drip pan. Test for medium heat above the pan. Place chicken, bone side down, on grill rack over drip pan. Cover and grill for 50 to 60 minutes or until chicken is no longer pink (180 degrees F). (For a gas grill, preheat grill. Reduce heat to medium. Adjust for indirect cooking. Grill as above.) Serve chicken with lemon wedges. Makes 4 servings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i know after not posting for almost a month i have the courage to put up a recipe well i have an excuse i have been chasing the graduation list literally! its hard enough to enter makerere but guess what its even harder to leave! so bear with me am sorting out myself and to imagine that am struggling to get out and get in!wanen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-3017292034054439881?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/3017292034054439881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=3017292034054439881' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/3017292034054439881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/3017292034054439881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/2008/11/garliky-chicken-easier.html' title='garliky chicken easier'/><author><name>leos child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-8142981256852737661</id><published>2008-10-15T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:36:53.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bachelor of food'/><title type='text'>YOU CANNOT GO WRONG WITH THIS, TRY IT!</title><content type='html'>SANDWICHES&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;Steak sandwich-apulian style&lt;br /&gt;·                                 1  small eggplant&lt;br /&gt;·                                 3/4  teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;·                                 1  tablespoon olive oil&lt;br /&gt;·                                 1  medium onion, chopped&lt;br /&gt;·                                 4  cloves garlic, minced&lt;br /&gt;·                                 8  ounces fresh, mild red cherry peppers or mild banana peppers, halved and stems and seeds removed&lt;br /&gt;·                                 2  tablespoons balsamic vinegar&lt;br /&gt;·                                 12  ounces beef flank steak or boneless beef sirloin steak, about 1 inch thick&lt;br /&gt;·                                 2  teaspoons dried Italian seasoning, crushed&lt;br /&gt;·                                 4  6-inch Italian sourdough rolls, split horizontally&lt;br /&gt;·                                   Olive oil (optional)&lt;br /&gt;·                                   Salad greens or romaine leaves&lt;br /&gt;·                                 2  ounces shaved Parmesan cheese&lt;br /&gt;·                                   Fresh thyme sprigs (optional)&lt;br /&gt;Directions&lt;br /&gt;1. Trim ends off eggplant; discard. Cut eggplant lengthwise into 1/4-inch-thick slices, discarding the outside "peel" slices. Spread the eggplant slices in a single layer on a baking sheet. Sprinkle with 1/2 teaspoon of the salt; cover and set aside for 30 minutes. Rinse eggplant; pat dry. Rub eggplant slices with half of the olive oil; set aside.&lt;br /&gt;2. For pepper spread, in a large skillet heat remaining oil. Cook onion and garlic, uncovered, in hot oil over medium heat for 5 minutes or until onion turns golden, stirring often. Add the cherry or banana peppers, the balsamic vinegar, and the remaining 1/4 teaspoon salt; cook and stir for 2 minutes. Reduce heat; cover. Cook over low heat for 10 minutes or until mixture is soft, stirring occasionally. Remove pepper mixture from heat. Let cool.&lt;br /&gt;3. In a food processor bowl or blender container cover and process or blend pepper mixture until nearly smooth. Set aside.&lt;br /&gt;4. Score meat on both sides by making shallow diagonal cuts at 1-inch intervals in a diamond pattern. Season steak with salt and pepper, if desired. Rub steak on both sides with dried Italian seasoning.&lt;br /&gt;5. Grill steak on rack of uncovered grill directly over medium coals for 18 to 22 minutes for medium doneness (160 degrees F), turning once. Grill eggplant slices for 6 to 8 minutes or until cooked through, turning once. Set aside. If desired, brush cut sides of Italian bread halves with olive oil. Grill bread, cut side down, for 1 to 2 minutes or until toasted.&lt;br /&gt;6. To assemble, spread about 1 tablespoon pepper spread on bottom half of each Italian roll. Top with greens and eggplant slices. Slice steak across grain into very thin strips. Arrange sliced steak on eggplant slices. Add Parmesan, if desired. Lightly spread top halves of Italian rolls with remaining pepper spread. Serve open-face with top halves of rolls on the side. Garnish with sprigs of thyme, if desired. Makes 4 servings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ehhhhhhhhhhhh will be helping everyone that cannot cook aor loves cooking real easy stuff i tell you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-8142981256852737661?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/8142981256852737661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=8142981256852737661' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/8142981256852737661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/8142981256852737661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-cannot-go-wrong-with-this-try-it.html' title='YOU CANNOT GO WRONG WITH THIS, TRY IT!'/><author><name>leos child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-3927821127763641293</id><published>2008-09-18T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T03:45:48.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just reading these scandals a thought crosses my mind okay for the nssf scandal to be precise what would i do if i had all that money at my disposal aaaahh 11 billion even if i spent 1 million a day i would be kay or if i decided to buy the bugatti veron at a million pounds i would still have enough to fuel it.or buy the four door bentley at almost 150,000 pounds or the merc mclaren  i can already see it me the open road(mine most probably) and my bugatti veron or my four door bentley life would be the right word to some it up ........ah well since that wont be happening in the next five years(seems more achievable in 10) i choose to purge from memory!what do you do when you discover that your boyfriend has another child with another woman in between your 1 year old son and your other 2 weeks old baby?below the belt can no longer be used as measurement for such men seeing as it is not low enough,such is the dilema some people have got to face on the daily!so my love affair with rock is blooming we are working on it we talk frequently and do lunch daily we are trying to find a way to do dinner and late night calls,we are getting there.&lt;br /&gt;checked my chinese horoscope says all the right things about me interesting i tell you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-3927821127763641293?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/3927821127763641293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=3927821127763641293' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/3927821127763641293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/3927821127763641293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-reading-these-scandals-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>leos child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-60541551509888842</id><published>2008-08-21T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T08:47:13.750-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stacies mom'/><title type='text'>beautiful things.</title><content type='html'>I know, i know, i was wrong i always said Rock isnt for me!i will shamelessly admit it i was wrong.though i gotta blame it on the introduction we (me and rock)were not given a chance to get to know each other.i never really went for the rock nights (i pretended to religiously attend)for the music.i went because i was bored and couldnt stay in while my housemates enjoyed themselves, so i tagged along because i wouldnt kill me.&lt;br /&gt;Rock and i were given another chance inform of "ROCK OBSSESED FRIENDS" in a certain room on campus Africa Hall D block, we camped many times to ensure we fulfilled our academic obligations through thourough reading enforced by frantic academics and mostly by a friend who saw to it that we read whether we liked it or not.still this was an introduction gone bad i just never got how they knew every lyric to every song at least for most of them.for one i could partially explain how she knew every lyric this was friendly enforcer, when we were in about s.2 and people owned music books she was a class apart she owned a music counter book yet her history book was a 200 page small picfare book,talk about priority. her lyrics were right i guess because they were from a pause and play era read cassette player a habit she carried to campus.&lt;br /&gt;fastforward(august 2008)i got another chance to meet rock someone gave me c.ds rock,jazz.rnb,instrumentals whereas i was over the moon because of the rnb,jazz and instrumnetals i wasnt too thrilled about the rock c.d but i convinced myself that this half of the year i would be more open to anyform of education. decided to listen to it from work that meant total attention to rock since i dread the proceedings at work i had something to help me not pay attention to them.i must say it has been the start of hopefully a beautiful relationship that will last. right now am so loving beautiful disaster by kelly clarkson,........... wait for it,I LOVE THIS SONG!so i want to ask cloudy and all you rock lovers when did you know you and rock were going to have a beautiful relationship.does anyone have an il divo c.d i would like to borrow it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-60541551509888842?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/60541551509888842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=60541551509888842' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/60541551509888842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/60541551509888842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/2008/08/beautiful-things.html' title='beautiful things.'/><author><name>leos child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-8944019885765617565</id><published>2008-08-14T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T02:54:30.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THAT MAN SHAGGY be's fine!we were in awe of the man he is simply hootttttt!!!!!!(dashes off too dip thy self in ice cold water)and he is a pretty good mover too.okay so matbe we didnt sit sit vip but then againn who gives a rats gundi about vip when Mr. lover lover himself was almost an arms stretch away from us, okay two arms, okay three you get the drift!Was broke as hell but knew there was no way under the sun i would miss the show so i begged my father for money and he was kind enough to give me it doesnt matter how much i paid what matters is that i was there!so we shoved and pushed got hit and robbed but it was worth it!if there is one thing the citzens of this town are good at its robbing people.during the shoving a guy snatches some chics bag and kicks it all the way to the back of the crowd she never got it!then some dodgy looking guy tries to squeeze past us oblivious of the space available but when he realised that he couldnt get anything he got mad and started abusing us,he then elbowed my friend's chin. And right there in the madness i spot duksey blasting away.that show was worth every little pennny okay not the passa passa part though but i enjoyed it.think am having a career change i want to be an international musician key word here is international!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-8944019885765617565?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/8944019885765617565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=8944019885765617565' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/8944019885765617565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/8944019885765617565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/2008/08/that-man-shaggy-bes-finewe-were-in-awe.html' title=''/><author><name>leos child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-765543923874933958</id><published>2008-08-06T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T03:01:58.614-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you raise me-josh groban'/><title type='text'>LOVE IS NOT LOVE OR IS IT</title><content type='html'>I gotta admit, the writers block am sleeping with is not as good as the one Cherie is frolicking with.I cannot seem to write anything sensible! Cherie some on a quickie with your block? I thought i should share with you some of the things that make life for me worth living.Sometimes when there is every reason under the sun not to go on, not to believe that you are capable of loving and deserve to be loved, this poem manages to restore my faith in love.I first fell in love with it in my poetry class.It was love at first sight and it has been the most fulfilling love affair, this spark is not about to go out.For those that already have an affair with it, may the spark be rekindled and for those that will be reading it for the first time may you fall in love with it and have the love affair of your existence; complete with butterflies, shivers running down your spines,your heart racing fast beating loudly till it can be heard from a mile away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            SHAKESPEARS SONNET 116 &lt;br /&gt;Let me not to the marriage of true minds&lt;br /&gt; Admit impediments. Love is not love&lt;br /&gt;Which alters when it alteration finds,&lt;br /&gt; Or bends with the remover to remove:&lt;br /&gt;O no! it is an ever-fixed mark&lt;br /&gt; That looks on tempests and is never shaken;&lt;br /&gt;It is the star to every wandering bark,&lt;br /&gt; Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.&lt;br /&gt;Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks&lt;br /&gt; With in his bending sickle's compass come:&lt;br /&gt;Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,&lt;br /&gt; But bears it out even to the edge of doom.&lt;br /&gt;If this be error and upon me proved,&lt;br /&gt; I never writ, nor no man ever loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    William Shakespeare   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    (1564 - 1616)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-765543923874933958?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/765543923874933958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=765543923874933958' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/765543923874933958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/765543923874933958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-is-not-love-or-is-it.html' title='LOVE IS NOT LOVE OR IS IT'/><author><name>leos child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-5958883861832835790</id><published>2008-07-23T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T07:42:01.058-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RASTA ROB SAMBUSA OLIWAKABI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KUDINGKUDING'/><title type='text'>MY OTHER GIRLS AND A FASHION DESIGNER!</title><content type='html'>MOST LIKELY (PART TWO)&lt;br /&gt;most likely to elope- my girl Patra also my sister her mind is wired differently from the rest of us.&lt;br /&gt;most likely to elope with a white man- liz now this one knows what she wants in life and gets it love this girl&lt;br /&gt;most likely to PEDDLE DRUGS-ME NOW I CAN NOT DIE POOR! MORALS OR NO MORALS I DONT CARE DESPERATE TIMES CALL FOR ALL SORTS OF DESPERATE MEASURES&lt;br /&gt;most likely to become rich and still be my friend i mean friend- tim&lt;br /&gt;most likely to put my culinary skills to shame- brenda(got beautiful eyes)&lt;br /&gt;most likely to join a bar brawl-Bianca ehhehh i got peeps like that they are crazy &lt;br /&gt;most likely to appear in play boy- my sister this her second debut on my most likely posts.&lt;br /&gt;my sisetr is daring her facebook picture is nude or something related to that. had said she would be rich without trying guess i didnt give her enough credit. she participated in a competion(fashion)MADUK LIVE and yeah she came in third.she wants to get into central saint  martins one of the best fashion schools in the uk though entry is hard but in her style she believes why not her? my style why her? her answer because she is good! so now with that its safe to say MY SISTER WILL BE AN INTERNATIONAL FASHION DESIGNER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-5958883861832835790?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/5958883861832835790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=5958883861832835790' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/5958883861832835790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/5958883861832835790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-other-girls-and-fashion-designer.html' title='MY OTHER GIRLS AND A FASHION DESIGNER!'/><author><name>leos child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-1328902715841378461</id><published>2008-07-21T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T03:19:14.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>unplugger! starting with me</title><content type='html'>mobile- still that ka 1 av had like for 4 years&lt;br /&gt; car- at home too broke no fuel(donations are welcome)&lt;br /&gt; hair- frustrating&lt;br /&gt; father- stil in love with me&lt;br /&gt; favourite thing- my dreams&lt;br /&gt; favourite drink- mirinda orange(because of the chamuka cars)&lt;br /&gt; where am i- office&lt;br /&gt; i love-weddings&lt;br /&gt; am- still the first born&lt;br /&gt; in 10 years- interior designing.wedding planning and filthy rich&lt;br /&gt; hanging out-too boke&lt;br /&gt; i am not- waiting around am taking the first step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i have this really cool money minting idea, i love weddings but mostly i love beautiful,inexpensive well organised weddings and i think the best way too have these is too get a wedding planner. i have never been one not a single wedding under my belt.but i figure some one has to give me the chance for me to bag at least one i plan to start next year in september or december still preparing financially and mentally. am getting an education too but while at it all those people that are not afraid of experimenting give me a call could start with yours.why am telling you free publicity of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-1328902715841378461?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/1328902715841378461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=1328902715841378461' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/1328902715841378461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/1328902715841378461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/2008/07/unplugger-starting-with-me.html' title='unplugger! starting with me'/><author><name>leos child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-7891666195392196787</id><published>2008-07-14T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T07:43:11.540-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WALUGEMBE MPAMPALEYANGE SIGILINA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WALUGEMBE'/><title type='text'>LOVE SONGS AND BLONDE GIRLS.</title><content type='html'>this town seems to be under a heavy dosage of love.i woke up determnide to feed my starving soul of with the fulfillment t.v brings.Watch a few songs all were love songs in luganda thought nothing really as the videos went on love song after love song for an hour.But of all the songs i could remember these ones &lt;br /&gt;Muzzude (meaning i have discovered her)-Henry Tigan now this guy is on a roll this year will be the year that made him and remade him even for those that cannot understand what he is saying this song sounds like a love song in Gujarati!&lt;br /&gt;Nze naawe(me and you)-Vamposs and Benon another beautiful one like the video has maturity that was not evident in these two before even in the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;Feel me-Obsessions, cracks me up how the girls pronounce obsessions like it has a Y.This sounds like a grope me song! even Anfukula makes me thinks of groping nice hard male behinds.mubitte- Desire(this i love)&lt;br /&gt;the blu3 song "strong woman" has a really nice video to be honest devoid of any shame i dont miss cindy in the group not hating or anything.Mya might not be able to sing(am sure she is better than i am)but i prefer her to Cindy she seems less blonde.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-7891666195392196787?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/7891666195392196787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=7891666195392196787' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/7891666195392196787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/7891666195392196787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/2008/07/love-songs-and-blonde-girls.html' title='LOVE SONGS AND BLONDE GIRLS.'/><author><name>leos child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-5542640270646625649</id><published>2008-07-11T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T01:47:46.135-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy crazy kampala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='father and pastors.'/><title type='text'>crazy pastors and even crazier fathers!</title><content type='html'>so my friend goes for counselling to this pastor he happens to be good(so am told)and so as they talk they end up discusssing her relationships and she tell him that her boyfriend is not "saved"(its in quotes because am still trying to discover what it truly means)so he tells her that she has to dump him because he is not good enough for her and that she will find some one who is saved. i was so mad because she was convinced that he was right(forgive my tenses)him being saved doesnt make him better her boyfriend happens to be a very goood man not once as he ever asked her to sleep with him respects her decision regarding waiting.and he is reliable she lives in what me and mr.man call the village deep almost next to kiigo prison but he makes sure he drops her at home safely even when she has not been with him the whole day and only needs a lift from him in his longterm plans she is number one he adores the road she walks on. i ahve heard of so many people who get married to what everyone believes is a saved man and he changes only to become worse than those unsaved alcohol taking wifebeating men and i thought he being the counselling pastor would encourage her to encourage him to get saved i was so pissed could have bitten off his head!(dips hhead in water to cool off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in another unrelated post a friend of mine okay she used to work next to me until she got another job was arrested, her father had her arrested un believable i know.he had been telling the judge that his daughter is disrespectful doesnt like him despises him so surmons(sp) were being sent to her to appear before the judge but she had been signing for them as recieved and not honouring them so she was arrested and was in luzira for 3 weeks.we just got to know today.apparently, yes there is another story behind the one he told. Her father wants to marry another woman her mother passed away but he wants his daughter out of home so he can bring in the other woman comfortably. she insists she cannot leave home yet coz she just finished campus and also her mum built the house they live in so she doesnt see why she has to be thrown out on account of her father marrying another woman to which i agree totallyand also her father had been forging her signiture to show that she has recieved the surmons .well her brothers have decide to move her out of home they have agreed to foot the bills and also the case is in court but i thing is for sure the world is slowly losing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-5542640270646625649?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/5542640270646625649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=5542640270646625649' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/5542640270646625649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/5542640270646625649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/2008/07/crazy-pastors-and-even-crazier-fathers.html' title='crazy pastors and even crazier fathers!'/><author><name>leos child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-324737993343077450</id><published>2008-07-07T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T03:12:16.761-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manifestos and saloons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dewinton'/><title type='text'>WRONG MARRIGES?</title><content type='html'>what do you do when you  are told a friend or a semi friend(for lack of a better term)is getting married and deep down you she is making a mistake because the man is wants to get married to thinks she is a foosball, no he doesnt pass her around but treats her like she is an exercise bag.sad i tell you and mad cant seem to figure out what would make anyone stick with anyone thats beats them and treats them like he is doing them a favour by being in the relationship.Guess i will never find out since am not sticking around that long to find out.&lt;br /&gt;in a completely different zone:i marvel at the courage of men. Just realised they dont know what league not in a bad way let me explain before you kill me!so the other day i escort a friend to the saloon okay didnt escort her just went to meet her there this said saloon is on dewinton so the guy starts askin my friend mbu "oyo ali single" meaning is she single my friend decides to keep the conversation alive says am not so he starts launching his manifesto as he does my eyebrows, "where do you do your hair from?" so i tell him from home he then tries convincing me to start doing it from his work place.so am amused obviously he proceeds to ask for my number i politely refuse so he asks me dont i want to recieve calls this amuses me considering the fact that i can hardly stand long calls more than 20mins and am already making excuses.later we are talking about this new development and she says men always think they can get any girl as long as he is given the chance and in most cases women know where to end and how far to venture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-324737993343077450?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/324737993343077450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=324737993343077450' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/324737993343077450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/324737993343077450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/2008/07/wrong-marriges.html' title='WRONG MARRIGES?'/><author><name>leos child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-8400771964552266965</id><published>2008-05-29T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T06:19:45.768-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='butida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='road side urinals'/><title type='text'>IF I WAS PRESIDENT</title><content type='html'>If there is anything i despise its people who think they are too busy or too important for lack of a better term to wait and use the toilet but find comfort inusing the street,pavements bushes basically open ground.&lt;br /&gt;The other day i was on my way to work and this man shamelesly decided to open water on the nearby bush in broad day light.A side view of his gu thing visible to all who dared look and he on the other hand looked like he was buying kabalagala yes he looked that unbothered. Thought to my self if i was president i would be in my one car convoy on my way to work i would be living far from my work place not those things mbu working from home. I would be a master at butida complete with sigiri hardened mud bullets as i would be making my way to work i would be hitting those peoples heads with those mud bullets coutersy of my katida.&lt;br /&gt;what else should i do when i become president any suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-8400771964552266965?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/8400771964552266965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=8400771964552266965' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/8400771964552266965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/8400771964552266965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/2008/05/if-i-was-president.html' title='IF I WAS PRESIDENT'/><author><name>leos child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-4440253244906448822</id><published>2008-05-14T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:15:50.584-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eh lugogo oyeeeee'/><title type='text'>random dumplings........dnt ask what it means.</title><content type='html'>i am still recovering from the akon show my people ojone! akon simply outdid himself. The brother performed til i could nolonger take it i decided to walk out and leave him hanging the same way he had done when he didnt appear!as for the pushing i could feel my inside residents aka my insideds being evacuated people shoved and pushed and stepped not to mention robbed.at a point during the show one guy (must have been high on paraffin or somthing related) started pushing his way to the front regardless of the fact that there were children below 12 years infront of him the way this man pushed we all thought akon had called him for a duet then akon decided to throw his shirt into the crowd the same man ran from the front to the back stepping everyone in his path elbowing if such a word exists. And he didnt smell very nice quite pungent i must say. ever since i missed out on the UB40 show i vowed to never miss any shows and although some people made it their duty to rob us, grope us and elbow us i had fun so much fun i was so content that i went straight to bed all yall outside countries missed naye dont worry mbu warid wants to bring beyonce or something like that.wanen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-4440253244906448822?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/4440253244906448822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=4440253244906448822' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Micheal Jackson and bloody retakes thats what my life has been reduced to!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>life is crazy there i was rejoicing that i had finished the cursed degree only for my lecture to harbour other thoughts i got a bloody retake!!!!!!!! now i have to hassle going to school while off campus i didnot even attend more than 30 lectures for my 3 years on the campus.And with the way things are going i seriously need prayers i have never appeared at school. before you pray for me i shall be praying for my self at this very juncture(when did you last see that word)was reading in the papers its posssible to have a gay baby by abusing acohol and cigarrette smoking even taking hormonal drugs that supress other hormones over others.i am sure you can totally tell i have writers block i know i know some of you are wondering how i could call me a writer this is the only place i have privileges that could mirror the writers club. me and a couple of friends were thinking there are some people in this country who need assistants that is people who would help them spend their excessive dimes we shall be called assistant financial spenders so all ye know any one of beyond comparable wealth without a spending agenda we do a great job they will be pleased they dont have to pay us to help them spend that money.now i must confess am not a ub40 fan but i am now with their coming came competiton incomparable word on the street is that utl will be bringing the man himself micheal jackson!i dont think you understand i have officially started saving those tickets could be like 500,000.you just never know who could be brought out of retirement Paula Abdul perhaps.wanen my peeps i have gone to enrich how am not yet sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-6777452271134242553?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-2968399080728132790</id><published>2007-09-25T03:22:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T04:42:56.563-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends and fans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>MOST LIKELY</title><content type='html'>the following people are the most likely people to do the following.how do i know?they are in my life some i live with, others i meet everyday,they are an insight into my life.&lt;br /&gt;1.most likely to walk into a pole-vanessa, first met her on campus came across as a "poser"but when we got talking we hit it right off today we be bossom buddies tight we been through some campus shit and boy oh my would not trade it for anything.&lt;br /&gt;2.most likely to have a blond lifetime-Mona,met her in high school we hit it off immediately no mixed feelings have been bossom buddies till today, funny without even trying and an acholi.&lt;br /&gt;3.most likely to have a blond light bulb moment-Joy,have known her ever since my s.1 had the best moments with this girl running from teachers on duty,getting cained for talking inthe domitory and class.but man she can be blond extremly intelligent but can be blond sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;4.most likely to get caught drunk and table dancing- julian, love this girl known her ever since i was 5 years but she is crazy,crazy,crazy good times i tell you bubbles!goodtimes&lt;br /&gt;5.most likely to be a soccer mum-doreen,great friend very constructive and focused high business acumen and extremly fun yet responsible.&lt;br /&gt;6.most likely to drop their keys in the toilet-jackie extremly forgetful she forgets lights in rooms on keys in the door but been through some crazy shit with this gal boosom buddy all the way.&lt;br /&gt;7.most likely to blame the dog- lawrence, he crazy has the most charismatic out of this world answers.but he is the best artist i know brother has talent boundless talent want potriats abstract art cartoons he is the man.&lt;br /&gt;8.most likely to achieve fame without struggling but extreme luck with talent-olympia, she be my sister she doesnt give a hoot about anyone and she is never in a hurry and she is in the uk trying to study fashion but she never seems to be hussling or in a hurry its scary.&lt;br /&gt;9.most likely to marry me- mr.man &lt;br /&gt;10.most likely to cry when i get married-my father and brother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-2968399080728132790?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/2968399080728132790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/291207257970838841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/291207257970838841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/2007/09/most-likely.html' title='MOST LIKELY'/><author><name>leos child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-5272770905872494708</id><published>2007-09-21T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T03:21:52.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy but true</title><content type='html'>what i am suffering from is writers block but i will be coming reloaded and ready to unload people i need inspiration helllllllllpppppppppp.all yall that wanna help field someting like in this century.over and out off 2 c a friend who had a stair accident.laters&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-5272770905872494708?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/5272770905872494708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=5272770905872494708' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/5272770905872494708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/5272770905872494708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/2007/09/crazy-but-true.html' title='crazy but true'/><author><name>leos child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-9140859198073030938</id><published>2007-09-06T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T05:04:33.138-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on auto replay.peter gabriel  book of love'/><title type='text'>talk about boredom</title><content type='html'>1.where is my cell phone? on the table &lt;br /&gt;2.my vehicle?some guy...ok truthfully i dont own a car&lt;br /&gt;3.my hair? stressed &lt;br /&gt;4.my father?55yrs and simply the best&lt;br /&gt;5.my favourite thing?my sleep&lt;br /&gt;6.my dream last night? dnt knw&lt;br /&gt;7.my favourite drink?fanta orange &lt;br /&gt;8.the room am in?office &lt;br /&gt;9.i am?the first born &lt;br /&gt;10. i love? bargains&lt;br /&gt;11.what do i want to be in ten years? successfully happy with no regrets and content with my life so far.&lt;br /&gt;12.who did i hang out with today? my work mates,my friend mona,my dad, my sis&lt;br /&gt;13.i am not....?going to do things because someone thinks i should,going to allow my dreams to pass me by.&lt;br /&gt;14.what would not be in my fruit salad?pawpaws&lt;br /&gt;15.one of my wish list item?perfume(my queen by Alex Mcqueen)&lt;br /&gt;16.today i must ....?blog it had been long.&lt;br /&gt;17.the last thing i did?blog&lt;br /&gt;18.what am i wearing? pink shirt and maroon trouser&lt;br /&gt;19.my pet(s)?Nala and Copper (my dogs)&lt;br /&gt;20.my computetr?on blogger&lt;br /&gt;21. my shoes?brown flats&lt;br /&gt;22.my pen??bic pen withouta bottom&lt;br /&gt;23.my office t.v?strictly bigbro&lt;br /&gt;24.what am i thinking about?mr.man who passed by yesto lunch the poowie had flu caught from over sitting on bodas.&lt;br /&gt;25.what am i going to miss come mid-sept?my sis she leaves  friday to go study&lt;br /&gt;26.am addicted to house&lt;br /&gt;27.relationship?stable&lt;br /&gt;28.graduation? in jan&lt;br /&gt;29.favourite colour?red (crimson)&lt;br /&gt;30.i dont miss boarding school&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-9140859198073030938?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/9140859198073030938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=9140859198073030938' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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betty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daddy&apos;s girl.'/><title type='text'>tagren</title><content type='html'>I have been tagged by kissyfur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the rules first:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We have to post the rules here &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Players have to post 8 random facts about themselves on their blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Players then have to tag other unfortunate souls and get them to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The 8 get listed and informed to read my blog and the trend continues.&lt;br /&gt; Here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I easily get over people, especially if we had any sort of relationship be friends or lovers. And it ends on a bad note. And this is the only way I manage to let things go and never get into quarrels and avoid enemies. I am nothing next to a hopeless romantic am allergic to pollen as a matter of fact, but not deathly allergic. But none the less I believe in love have been for 3 years with this absolutely wonderful guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I love cartoons; and the food channel shallow soaps like ugly Betty dislike 24, lost and prison break. Am in love with dr.house I find the humour simply humerous. Forgive any odd spellings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I think am a pretty good dancer, I don’t take alcohol because I am hyper and I cannot imagine the effects of alcohol aka table dancing, hangovers and abusing people. I love my friends wouldn’t change them for anything. I had never been in brawl or feud with these chics who pick up fights cause of lovers I totally avoid them until some girl asked my boy mbu how is the small fish never have I been so mad but I let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. In p.4 buganda road to be specific I once refused to be caned (communal sharing of sin) because I was not talking in class but the teacher wanted to cane and that how I got my first suspension. Then in p.6 namagunga primary I once abused ok I wrote in my book next to the marks which were 3/15 fuckin buffoon because I was supposed to get 15/15 and it earned me a suspension, my grandfather caned with sticks meant for his dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am a daddy’s girl, my dad adores me and I know it, so does everyone in the family kind of think he cannot live without me. My dad believes his children (we are only 3) even teachers over other people he has always come to our defense it does not matter when or who it was. Pretty hard convincing my father I am in wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When I was younger like 7 years, we used to live in Kabanyolo Farm and siblings, young cousins and I made it our job to finish the raw mangoes before they got ripe on one of our two trees that alone earned us beatings from my mother, running stomachs and worms for a full month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I am a coward; I fear pain especially death and I cry easily. Because of my cowardice I don’t get injections, even when am badly off I cannot stand bullies .people who lack common courtesy and unappreciative people. I like straight forward people and I enjoy being told the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I am artistic I prefer abstract art to contemporary. Interior designing and do it your self jobs are my passion. I love fashion but am more inclined to runway clothes, and crazy not the norm fashion accessories. I am not a risk taker I have to be sure about what am going to reap one of my gals insists I should get off that fence .I cannot imagine or let my self live below the poverty line meaning I can do anything to make sure I do not live below the poverty line including peddling drugs!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y’all have been tagged Carmela, Amit, Dennis Matanda, the one (ivan), Raymonds Bliss, Joshi, Queenbz, Cavalier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-5071771502492657073?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/5071771502492657073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=5071771502492657073' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/5071771502492657073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/5071771502492657073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/2007/08/tagren.html' title='tagren'/><author><name>leos child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-7492567685622881333</id><published>2007-08-14T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T01:20:57.829-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smsish and sockish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ficklish'/><title type='text'>of fickle matter and funny  sms comments.</title><content type='html'>sunday i dedicated my day to reading the comments being sent to the big brother sms scroll and boy did i have a laugh.the most hilarious so far "jeff, those are not exercises but exorcism".other hilarious ones have been "whoever feels like physically removing ofuneka from the house iam 100% behind you", "jeff should go to farfaraway land and meet his brother shrek" those sms are truly humour therapy they are a must read.some are really mean but i guess thats the game.i keep wondering the big guy of national water Muhairwe didnot drink that green concotion he was holding and trying to convince ugandans that the water was safe for consumption.this morning as i was taking a bath there seemed to be less water coming through the shower head.it hit me maybe its the fickle matter that had been clogging my shower head or pipe thats why i could not get enough water.what other explanation is there given the latest controversy surrounding national water and sewarage coperation.am still puzzled as to why nvanugi doesnot cut and shape her eye brows someone please tell her i would if i had the chance to they remind me of caterpillars sitted on her face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-7492567685622881333?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/7492567685622881333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=7492567685622881333' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/7492567685622881333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/7492567685622881333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/2007/08/of-fickle-matter-and-funny-sms-comments.html' title='of fickle matter and funny  sms comments.'/><author><name>leos child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-3633243825441440039</id><published>2007-08-07T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T03:59:26.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding symphony</title><content type='html'>the bride- a mover &lt;br /&gt;the colour- cream,orange(sunset)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time check:3:30am&lt;br /&gt;location:rock classic hotel&lt;br /&gt;status:awaking to get back to kampala&lt;br /&gt;departure:4:00am&lt;br /&gt;mood:groggy and sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we bundle up and get on the move,at exactly 4:00am we pass the tororo cement factory,in pursuit of the capital city.&lt;br /&gt;The road is not bad at all until you reach the Bugiri sign post.Then it gets UGLY,the road pulls out all the stops until you reach the Owens falls dam.the marathon, boxing match and working in a mine feeling does not make this stretch any easier. Manage to fall asleep and away on the turn home.&lt;br /&gt;time check:6:50am&lt;br /&gt;status:eyes closed&lt;br /&gt;location:bedroom at home&lt;br /&gt;dont ask how i saw the time,that was a good experience save for the Bugiri road that single handedly managed to misplace my internal organs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-3633243825441440039?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/3633243825441440039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=3633243825441440039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/3633243825441440039'/><link rel='self' 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child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-8627979916109738429</id><published>2007-08-06T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T06:29:35.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time check:5:40pm&lt;br /&gt;location;Tororo towm&lt;br /&gt;mood:still exicted&lt;br /&gt;cars:wierd numbers those w216324 (importation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can hear some dave koz, so what do i think about Tororo honestly cannot tell you it was darkish when we arrived and all i could think about was the bathroom .fast forward(aka after the bathroom)so we sashay(does the word exist)in looking extremly hot(i aint joking)my sister in a black wrap around dress and red peeptoes,me in a brown dress(choc)dress with a bow around the waist and God heels, i must say we looked hot not in a trashy way.&lt;br /&gt;the wedding:-beautiful&lt;br /&gt;the groom:-polite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-8627979916109738429?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/8627979916109738429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=8627979916109738429' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/8627979916109738429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/8627979916109738429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/2007/08/time-check540pm-locationtororo-towm.html' title=''/><author><name>leos child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-1422435988970373884</id><published>2007-08-06T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T03:13:19.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>smell:petroleum fumes&lt;br /&gt;time check:3pm&lt;br /&gt;location;caltex Bweyogerere&lt;br /&gt;music:sanyu countdown&lt;br /&gt;destination:Tororo&lt;br /&gt;Reason:Wedding&lt;br /&gt;Mood:exictement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mujakufa!!!!!thats me yelling at this bodaboda through the window on his machine; his wife and child and he is riding in the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other cars:this really nice looking goddish suzuki vitara(grande)2006 or 2005 not to sure.doing about 140km/hr &lt;br /&gt;status;extremly stable and good&lt;br /&gt;animals;seemingly drunken cow dont most probably high on grass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-1422435988970373884?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/1422435988970373884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=1422435988970373884' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/1422435988970373884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/1422435988970373884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/2007/08/smellpetroleum-fumes-time-check3pm.html' title=''/><author><name>leos child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-7950581833444461329</id><published>2007-07-30T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T00:22:33.479-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on auto replay same girl.usher and r.kelly'/><title type='text'>thoughts from a cobblers shed</title><content type='html'>sitted in a cobblers shed,why?because the bench outside is occupied under the sun and subjet to dust.so with whom am i sharing the shade with a milk can,the cobbler and every shoe posssibly made.this structure is iron sheets fitted into wood,but these particular iron sheets must be responsible for many tetanus victims the makeshift shelves.the one am sitted under looks like is able to give way. it has shoes piled a part of paraffin stove and a water bottle.i cant help thinking about jiggers when i look at the floor because jiggers lay eggs in the dust and with the recent outbreak in Busoga i am scared.once saw a guy on the mews whose body had been infested with jiggers the guy could not eat because his fingers were a hub of jigger activity.the real reason am here the thing below the heel of my shoe pratically only office shoe i own decided to walk off in protest.mbu my shoe sounds like a kakondo insists my work mate.but like i said ama be grateful so when life granted me this opportunity to learn the trade.i made the following observation.&lt;br /&gt;Procedure: &lt;br /&gt;1.cut of some things you dont need likesort of like leveling it.&lt;br /&gt;2.then get some "dead" sole cut it to fit then put some super glue the secret ingredient is soil(dnt look at me like that0just sprinkle some.&lt;br /&gt;3.then shape it to fit heel.will give you alternative jobs of course with firts hand information.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-7950581833444461329?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/7950581833444461329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=7950581833444461329' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/7950581833444461329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/7950581833444461329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/2007/07/thoughts-from-cobblers-shed.html' title='thoughts from a cobblers shed'/><author><name>leos child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-4859433744474949843</id><published>2007-07-24T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T02:08:42.495-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='till we meet again'/><title type='text'>HOW DO YOU GO ON?</title><content type='html'>when i was in p.1 i meet a girl and we were best friends after p.4 went our seperate ways but still kept in touch. lillian my friend unfortunately was involved in the accident with her boyfriend she survived though still in hospital, but unfortunately her boyfriend didnot make it his body was transported to Gulu yesterday burial is today. someone please tell me how do you go on with your life when everything practically was this person!because what you had with this person might not have  been a blood relationship, but then it is a relationship much stronger than what you might ever have with some blood relatives.how do you go on?some please tell me.good bye Jayles!you will be missed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-4859433744474949843?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/4859433744474949843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=4859433744474949843' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/4859433744474949843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/4859433744474949843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-do-you-go-on.html' title='HOW DO YOU GO ON?'/><author><name>leos child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-8550428959848315811</id><published>2007-07-23T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T00:06:30.345-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='till we meet again my friends'/><title type='text'>WHEN OUR LIVES HAVE JUST BEGUN:</title><content type='html'>my phone is ringing and am absent mindedly wondering who could be bothering me at this hour and its my friend Vanessa! whats with the hurry, i had just spoken to her telling her am 10 minutes away from the car spa and no am not lying.Anyways because of her persistence i pick up and she is telling me Anita Kamaliza is dead!!!!!panic and double panic not Anita.i get to the spa and she is telling me more people are dead. messages start flooding in names of those dead and those that have survived.Gina is gone her head flew off the body,Eddie is dead,both were buried on the 22nd.went to see Anita's mother,she was strong but how can you be when you have only two children and when one is gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-8550428959848315811?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/8550428959848315811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=8550428959848315811' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/8550428959848315811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/8550428959848315811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/2007/07/when-our-lives-have-just-begun.html' title='WHEN OUR LIVES HAVE JUST BEGUN:'/><author><name>leos child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-1658420660140541204</id><published>2007-04-30T08:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T08:49:41.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tye lacor mugom, oworo iyo mugom</title><content type='html'>damn this malaria and whatever else it has to offer a.k.a stomach aches, and yeah i know you know the rest, so i know thats not a plausible reason but trust me with no laptop and wireless being the invention looked at as the equivalent of space travel this side of the sahara. completely off topic you know for those of you who studied in uganda no one ever uses laptops in class because there is a "belief"its for people who study computer science.i think am going to try walking into my social science class with a laptop and sit right infront of my lecturer and type a way and see what happens.well 27th ama look for a spell to avert yours cause i didnot attend the bhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-1658420660140541204?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/1658420660140541204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=1658420660140541204' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/1658420660140541204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/1658420660140541204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/2007/04/tye-lacor-mugom-oworo-iyo-mugom_30.html' title='tye lacor mugom, oworo iyo mugom'/><author><name>leos child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-3760214441536772371</id><published>2007-04-30T08:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T08:49:40.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tye lacor mugom, oworo iyo mugom</title><content type='html'>damn this malaria and whatever else it has to offer a.k.a stomach aches, and yeah i know you know the rest, so i know thats not a plausible reason but trust me with no laptop and wireless being the invention looked at as the equivalent of space travel this side of the sahara. completely off topic you know for those of you who studied in uganda no one ever uses laptops in class because there is a "belief"its for people who study computer science.i think am going to try walking into my social science class with a laptop and sit right infront of my lecturer and type a way and see what happens.well 27th ama look for a spell to avert yours cause i didnot attend the bhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-3760214441536772371?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/3760214441536772371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=3760214441536772371' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/3760214441536772371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/3760214441536772371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/2007/04/tye-lacor-mugom-oworo-iyo-mugom.html' title='tye lacor mugom, oworo iyo mugom'/><author><name>leos child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-4503730468653553694</id><published>2007-03-28T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T00:29:40.303-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on replay unbreak my heart by il divo.'/><title type='text'>Thieves, Thieves and even more thieves.</title><content type='html'>No am not annoyed!i am furious. Dont worry am not talking about global fund,for that am at a loss of  words might remain like that until further notice.neither am i ranting on about that nigerian sorry excuse of a fight.those silly dumb brains were scared of usand couldnot turn up the heat to match ours. what am starck raving mad about are these so called money welding humans aka investors. i was over the moon with ecstacy over the idea of owning property.i had even been cursing at akright at how they thought they were the only people who could give us organised accomodation.which i must say kampala is in dire need of. then my hopes are dashed by my alternative.the idiots decided to make the amount of the new houses almost twice as high as those of akright.the culprits are Royal Palms royal my foot more like thieving palms.you cam imagine i had to swallow my words on more than one occasion as these words of merciless profanities had been said in the presence of many humans.&lt;br /&gt;now these thieving palm dudes( thus they shall be known till further notice) decide for a one roomed house the cost will be 45m so if an unfortunate ugandan takes a mortage they have to pay 625,000/= every month for the next twenty years.now i know i suck at maths but really this ads up to 150,000/=!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! thieves off with thier heads.when you deduct the 45m from 150m it is 105m and thats the thief profit. akright offers their smallest house at 25m and its two roomed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;thieves off with their heads all of them!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i think kiboko should be administered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-4503730468653553694?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/4503730468653553694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=4503730468653553694' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/4503730468653553694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/4503730468653553694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/2007/03/thieves-thieves-and-even-more-thieves.html' title='Thieves, Thieves and even more thieves.'/><author><name>leos child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-4524281163753494785</id><published>2007-03-19T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T01:33:10.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddding crooners'/><title type='text'>of handsomemen,african woman,and copy and paste</title><content type='html'>just bought my copy of african woman the bloody thing is 5k, dont understand these peole they bring a nice mag at a cheap price then keep increasing the amount every month by 1k so i have managed to decipher why maurice kirya looks as(i beg to borrow from the 27th fill in when word is invented) as he does his mother is a looker for a lady with big boys she is still rolling with the gals.that brother be fine (can i hear an amen i know there is one from cherie) and boy is he polite and no am not exergerating i met him once around a studio then the next time in rouge he could remember and he said hi i am offficially star stuck(and struck) some people are best framed is that a  possibility make a life size frame and hang it my house no room have you ever felt that same goes for usher raymond. now african woman has simply lost it due to the pressure of wanting to be creative they had this lady wear a vest and look like she is hiking on a snow capped mountain  i mean who ever went hiking in avest apart from wanting to turn into frost bite itself.if somebody knows these people tell them it aint cool the last time i looked we didnt have snow anyway and ugandans hardly go hiking and not especially in the snow capped moutains and those who do dont wear vests!&lt;br /&gt;so i figured these guys must have gotten internet travel pictures and then copied and pasted the gals pictures i really cant think of a better reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am thinking of hiring my favuorite musicans(male)to be exact that is maurice kirya,il divo and andrea boceli to do me a song that is after i find out were the diamonds are hidden in uganda.  wanen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-4524281163753494785?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/4524281163753494785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=4524281163753494785' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/4524281163753494785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/4524281163753494785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/2007/03/of-handsomemenafrican-womanand-copy-and.html' title='of handsomemen,african woman,and copy and paste'/><author><name>leos child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-7149139542092390088</id><published>2007-03-16T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T05:50:25.188-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shakespears greatest'/><title type='text'>true love</title><content type='html'>tried posting this yesterday but guess it didnot upload. hope this inspires you as much as it has me i consider it the greatest poem ever writ.a toast to love, to love!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sonnet 116&lt;br /&gt;let me not to the marriage of true minds.&lt;br /&gt;admit impediments,love is not love that alters when it alteration finds&lt;br /&gt;or bends with the remover to remove:&lt;br /&gt;o'no it is an ever fixed mark,&lt;br /&gt;thats looks on tempests and is never shaken ;&lt;br /&gt;its is the star to to every wandering bark,&lt;br /&gt;whose worth's unknown,although his height be taken.&lt;br /&gt;love's not times fool,though rosy lips and cheeks&lt;br /&gt;within his bendig sickles compass come;&lt;br /&gt;love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,&lt;br /&gt;but bears it out even to the edge of doom&lt;br /&gt;if this be error and upoun me proved ,&lt;br /&gt;i never writ,nor no man ever loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you love it to may it help you find true love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-7149139542092390088?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/7149139542092390088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=7149139542092390088' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/7149139542092390088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/7149139542092390088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/2007/03/tried-posting-this-yesterday-but-guess.html' title='true love'/><author><name>leos child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-7913009083245598715</id><published>2007-03-14T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T05:06:42.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>of cheesy lines and ugly men</title><content type='html'>is anyone as tired as iam of men with no respect as iam and with the most cheesy lines ever.my gals the other day was chilllin at a friends shop when this overzealous dude walks up and asks another guy mbu,''who is that galask her to go with me so that i take her for a sweet romance" now what in 'God's name is sweet romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new word for the day:&lt;br /&gt;aberrant/e'ber.ent/adj formal different fromwhat is typical or usual ,especially in an unacceptable way:aberrant behaviour/sexuality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-7913009083245598715?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/feeds/7913009083245598715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4509976676327676816&amp;postID=7913009083245598715' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/7913009083245598715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509976676327676816/posts/default/7913009083245598715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leosdarling.blogspot.com/2007/03/of-cheesy-lines-and-ugly-men.html' title='of cheesy lines and ugly men'/><author><name>leos child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03238344570408620600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509976676327676816.post-8205407327186193998</id><published>2007-03-06T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T02:05:28.360-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on auto replay eragon the novel(read as over reading)'/><title type='text'>much harder than i thought</title><content type='html'>i came, i saw, i liked and now am an addict first thing i do when i get into into the office is read blogs but my kudos go to Baz exceptional blog,cherie i must say i underestimated you,comrade hilarious, as for joshi my medicine you know what they say about the proverbial apple. i have nothing to post but the excitement of having a blog page(is that what is called)i must say am pleased with my self i will faithfully post.was reading Baz posting ama join this-trash the- pastors-hummer revolution were do we sign up.in my opinion these hummer drivers deserve the gullotine more grusomely the stake.(it should hurt).these people drive cars that fill our narrow roads and destroy our ozone layer minorly now on a major ground we have people starving okay i know you cant feed people but at least these should have had the brains of using this hummer money  including the clearing and the fuel they buy daily to build a clinic it can be named after them one thing for sure is that it is honourable and you can still gloat and have other people gloat on your behalf.down the drain with them.and no i aint hatin just straight talking.wanen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509976676327676816-8205407327186193998?l=leosdarling.blogspot.com' alt='' 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