<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786850</id><updated>2009-12-20T11:27:13.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burning Lead...</title><subtitle type='html'>My notebook, my darkroom, and my canvass.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>Ejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637921948006495732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>161</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786850.post-5496172921307762216</id><published>2007-10-24T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T12:54:02.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Not Entertained?!? (Chapter 4 of the "Unoriginal 2007" Series)</title><summary type='text'>1. What bill do you hate paying the most? Credit card bill (like everybody else)  2. Where's the best place to eat a romantic dinner? The beach or on the balcony of a nice small cottage in Baguio overlooking the city (Mountain Pride! Whooo!).  3. Last time you puked from drinking?  College. I don't remember what year exactly, but I remember puking in the living room toilet of Casa Zuluaga.  4. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/feeds/5496172921307762216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786850&amp;postID=5496172921307762216&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/5496172921307762216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/5496172921307762216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/2007/10/are-you-not-entertained-chapter-4-of.html' title='Are You Not Entertained?!? (Chapter 4 of the &amp;quot;Unoriginal 2007&amp;quot; Series)'/><author><name>Ejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637921948006495732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17011004740950078207'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786850.post-6931477313102733914</id><published>2007-08-28T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T16:42:47.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Getting Married...</title><summary type='text'>......... Not anytime soon though. But now that I have your attention, please take a look at some of the comic sets I have on sale (seriously, I need the money). These are from my own personal collection and have been kept in pristine condition (a lot of these I've read only once) since the day they were purchased. All comics come in their own plastic with backing board. I'm willing to meet </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/feeds/6931477313102733914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786850&amp;postID=6931477313102733914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/6931477313102733914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/6931477313102733914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-getting-married.html' title='I&amp;#39;m Getting Married...'/><author><name>Ejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637921948006495732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17011004740950078207'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786850.post-3971027816868322952</id><published>2007-08-24T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T15:59:29.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yutsnudugutsnutsyudugurub (Chapter 3 of the "Unoriginal 2007" series)</title><summary type='text'>Swiped from Pao (from Bry, from Jon, from Djong). The phone rings, who do you want it to be?- Si Christine Reyes...asking me to be her prom date (or for my body, I'm ok either way).When shopping at the grocery store, do you return your cart?- Nope. Kusang bumabalik yung mga cart na ginagamit ko kasi takot sila sa akin.If you had to kiss the last person you kissed again, would you?- Of course! '</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/feeds/3971027816868322952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786850&amp;postID=3971027816868322952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/3971027816868322952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/3971027816868322952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/2007/08/yutsnudugutsnutsyudugurub-chapter-3-of.html' title='Yutsnudugutsnutsyudugurub (Chapter 3 of the &amp;quot;Unoriginal 2007&amp;quot; series)'/><author><name>Ejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637921948006495732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17011004740950078207'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786850.post-5635476352221448955</id><published>2007-08-21T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T18:04:24.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Those 80's Properties Coming!</title><summary type='text'>For a better part of my childhood, I thought I wanted to be Michael Knight. Turns out, what I really wanted to be was a Knight Rider -- not a Michael Knight -- just a driver, with my very own KITT (short for "Knight Industries Two Thousand").  I still vividly remember having my photo taken while sitting inside the real-life KITT (could've been a replica in hindsight) in Universal Studios and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/feeds/5635476352221448955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786850&amp;postID=5635476352221448955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/5635476352221448955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/5635476352221448955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/2007/08/keep-those-80-properties-coming.html' title='Keep Those 80&amp;#39;s Properties Coming!'/><author><name>Ejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637921948006495732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17011004740950078207'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786850.post-9180267662278229944</id><published>2007-08-16T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T18:32:33.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which Transformer Are You?</title><summary type='text'>I AM70%OPTIMUS PRIME Take the Transformers Quiz&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/feeds/9180267662278229944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786850&amp;postID=9180267662278229944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/9180267662278229944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/9180267662278229944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/2007/08/which-transformer-are-you.html' title='Which Transformer Are You?'/><author><name>Ejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637921948006495732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17011004740950078207'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786850.post-3023102056984355377</id><published>2007-08-14T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T19:56:42.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three-Somethings (Chapter 2 in the "Unoriginal 2007" series)</title><summary type='text'>Stolen from Pao.  THREE NAMES THAT FRIENDS CALL YOU   Ejay  Eej  JepsTHREE MOST IMPORTANT DATES IN YOUR LIFE   February 10  August 17  July 22THREE THINGS YOU'VE DONE IN THE LAST 33 MINUTES   User-access definition  Browsed "My Multiply"  Went to the restroomTHREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS   Dishwalla  Fallout Boy  NickelbackTHREE WAYS TO BE HAPPY   Don't mind what other people may or may not think</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/feeds/3023102056984355377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786850&amp;postID=3023102056984355377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/3023102056984355377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/3023102056984355377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/2007/08/three-somethings-chapter-2-in-2007.html' title='Three-Somethings (Chapter 2 in the &amp;quot;Unoriginal 2007&amp;quot; series)'/><author><name>Ejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637921948006495732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17011004740950078207'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786850.post-3890066173106944901</id><published>2007-08-14T07:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T11:34:52.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Almost Ran Over Somebody Today...</title><summary type='text'>...motorcycle driver.  He fell off his bike, right in front of my car's path! Just stepped on the brakes in the nick of time (burned-off a good few inches from my tires in the process). By the time my car was at a full stop, the guy's head was this close (*forms estimate of an inch and a half with hand*) to my front bumper. FREAKIN' SCARY!!! You know why the guy fell off his motorcycle? He ran </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/feeds/3890066173106944901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786850&amp;postID=3890066173106944901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/3890066173106944901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/3890066173106944901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-almost-ran-over-somebody-today.html' title='I Almost Ran Over Somebody Today...'/><author><name>Ejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637921948006495732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17011004740950078207'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786850.post-8682318721177145465</id><published>2007-07-16T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T15:36:29.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Discover the Work You Were Born to Do</title><summary type='text'>This is probably the only career-related article I have read that has struck a nerve as hard as it has. James Gonyea, contributing writer from Monster.com, writes:  "So you've been hearing that voice again, the one that says you're not doing what you were born to do. That may be true, but how do you figure out what you should be doing?""How?" indeed.  A lot of us have tried to answer this for the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/feeds/8682318721177145465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786850&amp;postID=8682318721177145465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/8682318721177145465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/8682318721177145465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/2007/07/discover-work-you-were-born-to-do.html' title='Discover the Work You Were Born to Do'/><author><name>Ejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637921948006495732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17011004740950078207'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786850.post-4890446844553149724</id><published>2007-07-11T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T19:24:10.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Six Weird Things</title><summary type='text'>Tagged by Peejay. So I'm supposed to disclose six weird facts about myself. It's a lot harder than I thought. Anyway, here goes:   My teeth are too big in relation to the size of my mouth. Mathematically, they're not directly proportional to each other--my dentists can attest to this. I once had an impacted tooth extracted, they (two dentists) had to break it in two first before they could take </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/feeds/4890446844553149724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786850&amp;postID=4890446844553149724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/4890446844553149724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/4890446844553149724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-six-weird-things.html' title='My Six Weird Things'/><author><name>Ejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637921948006495732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17011004740950078207'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786850.post-2829062945947379361</id><published>2007-01-23T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T17:54:15.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Air Up There</title><summary type='text'>Getting my Kung Fu on in San Juan, La Union last January 21, 2007. Thanks to Rofil Magto for the excellent shot.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/feeds/2829062945947379361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786850&amp;postID=2829062945947379361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/2829062945947379361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/2829062945947379361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/2007/01/air-up-there.html' title='The Air Up There'/><author><name>Ejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637921948006495732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17011004740950078207'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786850.post-6269597796466539222</id><published>2007-01-17T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T11:47:08.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUMP!</title><summary type='text'>So, Blogger has apparently graduated from Beta. *clap clap clap* And I wouldn't even have known about it had I not been over to Jon's blog and seen his high praises for my enthusiasm to keep this site updated (you may refer to his sidebar just in case you're not getting what I'm talking about). I'd very much like to blame the earthquake in Taiwan for depriving me of internet access and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/feeds/6269597796466539222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786850&amp;postID=6269597796466539222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/6269597796466539222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/6269597796466539222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/2007/01/bump.html' title='BUMP!'/><author><name>Ejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637921948006495732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17011004740950078207'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786850.post-115166565091333959</id><published>2006-06-30T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T15:01:48.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Returns</title><summary type='text'>"As in the case of making a mound, if, before the very last basketful, I stop, then I shall have stopped. As in the case of leveling the ground, if, though tipping only one basketful, I am going forward, then I shall be making progress." ~ ConfuciusEjay ReturnsFollowing a mysterious absence of several months, the Man from the mountains comes back to Earth in the epic post "Ejay Returns", a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/feeds/115166565091333959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786850&amp;postID=115166565091333959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/115166565091333959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/115166565091333959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/2006/06/returns.html' title='Returns'/><author><name>Ejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637921948006495732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17011004740950078207'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786850.post-115373036625112703</id><published>2006-07-24T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T16:39:27.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Top 10 Worst URLs</title><summary type='text'>I'm not a big fan of forwards. Though there are those few gems that are worth sharing (like this one). Had a blast reading these. A site called "Who Represents" where you can find the name of the agent that represents a celebrity. Their domain name...wait for it...www.whorepresents.comExperts Exchange, a knowledge base where programmers can exchange advice and views at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/feeds/115373036625112703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786850&amp;postID=115373036625112703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/115373036625112703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/115373036625112703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/2006/07/top-10-worst-urls.html' title='The Top 10 Worst URLs'/><author><name>Ejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637921948006495732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17011004740950078207'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786850.post-115253016851871637</id><published>2006-07-10T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T19:16:08.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I Am Cheap...</title><summary type='text'>...please answer this (just so I know, too, who among you are still kind enough to put up with this blog). Grabbed this from Jon Z., by the way:Who are you?Are we friends?When and how did we meet?Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.Describe me in one word.What was your first impression?Do you still think that way about me now?What reminds you of me?If you could do anything to/with me</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/feeds/115253016851871637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786850&amp;postID=115253016851871637&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/115253016851871637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/115253016851871637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/2006/07/because-i-am-cheap.html' title='Because I Am Cheap...'/><author><name>Ejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637921948006495732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17011004740950078207'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786850.post-114353824585573426</id><published>2006-03-28T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T10:08:35.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Portrait Experiment: Pi</title><summary type='text'>Taken at Tai Hing, Makati Avenue last March 21, 2006. *Sigh* My girlfriend is so gorgeous.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/feeds/114353824585573426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786850&amp;postID=114353824585573426&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/114353824585573426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/114353824585573426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/2006/03/portrait-experiment-pi.html' title='Portrait Experiment: Pi'/><author><name>Ejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637921948006495732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17011004740950078207'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786850.post-114232802948749412</id><published>2006-03-15T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T09:28:24.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just My Luck</title><summary type='text'>I think my Dad might have been Chinese in a past life. It's funny how I only started to notice recently. I mean, for the longest time, his closest friends have always been Chinese, he loves doing business with the Chinese, heck, he even knows how to speak Chinese (just Mandarin really, but still). His fascination for the Chinese probably goes way back to our days in Saudi, where he and my Mom </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/feeds/114232802948749412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786850&amp;postID=114232802948749412&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/114232802948749412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/114232802948749412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/2006/03/just-my-luck.html' title='Just My Luck'/><author><name>Ejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637921948006495732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17011004740950078207'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786850.post-114282761200020886</id><published>2006-03-20T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T12:06:52.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom Forever</title><summary type='text'>(Because Gerwin already had first dibs on "Remember, Remember".)I couldn't be more happier with the way V for Vendetta turned out. Being a big fan of the graphic novel it doesn't disappoint. However, being a fan, it's also hard not to want a few more details from the book to be included in the movie. Nevertheless, the Wachowskis still managed to do a fantastic job of squeezing in all of the key </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/feeds/114282761200020886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786850&amp;postID=114282761200020886&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/114282761200020886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/114282761200020886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/2006/03/freedom-forever.html' title='Freedom Forever'/><author><name>Ejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637921948006495732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17011004740950078207'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786850.post-114195644680632250</id><published>2006-03-13T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T15:30:38.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reboot</title><summary type='text'>Let's try this again.This is the longest time I've been away from the old blog (three months on the 15th, counting from my last post). The really sad truth is I kind of lost the taste for it. It just came to a point where I felt like I had to "work" on my posts, rather than just allow my thoughts to freely flow into my writings, the way I used to. I don't know...what with the major burnout I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/feeds/114195644680632250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786850&amp;postID=114195644680632250&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/114195644680632250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/114195644680632250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/2006/03/reboot.html' title='Reboot'/><author><name>Ejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637921948006495732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17011004740950078207'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786850.post-113201931516969117</id><published>2005-11-15T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T09:48:35.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Experiment: Multiplicity</title><summary type='text'>The first of many experiments with the new toy. Taken at our Pasig home last November 13, 2005. Comments appreciated as always. More photos can be found in my Flickr account.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/feeds/113201931516969117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786850&amp;postID=113201931516969117&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/113201931516969117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/113201931516969117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/2005/11/photo-experiment-multiplicity.html' title='Photo Experiment: Multiplicity'/><author><name>Ejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637921948006495732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17011004740950078207'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786850.post-112959495823742778</id><published>2005-10-18T07:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T08:41:56.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patotot</title><summary type='text'>Tagged by Gerwin...So, I'm supposed to write 20 random facts about me then tag the same amount of people the number of minutes it takes me to write the facts. Game.I was born in Al Hasa, Saudi Arabia.Growing up, I wanted to be a pilot.I haven't drawn anything in over a year.I've studied Karate, Jeet Kune Do, and Wushu but didn't last long enough to master any of them.I consider the July 16, 1990 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/feeds/112959495823742778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786850&amp;postID=112959495823742778&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/112959495823742778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/112959495823742778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/2005/10/patotot.html' title='Patotot'/><author><name>Ejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637921948006495732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17011004740950078207'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786850.post-112917560950963230</id><published>2005-10-13T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T19:41:11.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast of Champions</title><summary type='text'>Or in my case, the Snack of champions. This killer combo of a meal has been a regular part of my daily diet for over three months now (I eat a sandwich as my 2nd and 4th meals). Not only has this helped me shed off more pounds (as of my last trip to the scale, I lost another 10), it helps me get through the rest of each day by giving me that extra boost of energy I need (Lily's and Gardenia </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/feeds/112917560950963230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786850&amp;postID=112917560950963230&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/112917560950963230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/112917560950963230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/2005/10/breakfast-of-champions.html' title='Breakfast of Champions'/><author><name>Ejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637921948006495732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17011004740950078207'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786850.post-112865184006251085</id><published>2005-10-07T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T10:24:00.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stolen!</title><summary type='text'>When you let your girlfriend hold your camera, prepare to (literally) face the consequences. Taken at Tai Hing (our new favorite Chinese place, along Makati Avenue) while "fixing" my face for a couple of shots.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/feeds/112865184006251085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786850&amp;postID=112865184006251085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/112865184006251085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/112865184006251085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/2005/10/stolen.html' title='Stolen!'/><author><name>Ejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637921948006495732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17011004740950078207'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786850.post-112847428108325261</id><published>2005-10-05T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T09:04:41.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Look of Love</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/feeds/112847428108325261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786850&amp;postID=112847428108325261&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/112847428108325261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/112847428108325261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/2005/10/look-of-love.html' title='The Look of Love'/><author><name>Ejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637921948006495732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17011004740950078207'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786850.post-112832667223499383</id><published>2005-10-03T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T16:18:55.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from the Dead</title><summary type='text'>The title couldn't be more apt (I remember one or two of you might have already used said title before, so I hope you don't mind if I swipe it from you just this once). This blog's literally been buried for the better part of two months (last post was on August 8). I was actually quite surprised (and of course, very, very thankful) that the Powers-That-Be at Blogger haven't decommissioned me yet.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/feeds/112832667223499383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786850&amp;postID=112832667223499383&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/112832667223499383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/112832667223499383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/2005/10/back-from-dead.html' title='Back from the Dead'/><author><name>Ejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637921948006495732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17011004740950078207'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786850.post-112289023482165339</id><published>2005-08-01T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T18:43:53.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Right Brain Exercise...</title><summary type='text'>...to see if I've still got it (more importantly, to get my blog out of the pathetic rut it's in at the moment).This is...was my entry to ISG Logo Making Contest. First prize wins 500 pesos (enough for a half tank of gas) while the next two best entries win 200 each. Guess who won first prize...not me. Apparently, the judges didn't quite agree with my color scheme (the winning entry used Globe's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/feeds/112289023482165339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786850&amp;postID=112289023482165339&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/112289023482165339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786850/posts/default/112289023482165339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nefut.blogspot.com/2005/08/some-right-brain-exercise.html' title='Some Right Brain Exercise...'/><author><name>Ejay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06637921948006495732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17011004740950078207'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry></feed>