<?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-3691205</id><updated>2011-07-15T04:40:22.612+02:00</updated><category term='polyamory'/><category term='recipe'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='communication'/><category term='trust'/><category term='gastronomy'/><category term='mlf'/><category term='meringue'/><category term='honesty'/><title type='text'>Litter</title><subtitle type='html'>-- broken furniture and other junk in the attic --</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Morgaine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.stumbleupon.com/superminipics/79912.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3691205.post-5953924126544036111</id><published>2010-06-24T16:18:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T16:18:28.659+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meringue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastronomy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><title type='text'>Pavlova</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;blockquote cite="http://Morgaine.amplify.com/2010/06/24/pavlova/" style="margin: 0px 0px 18px 0px !important; padding: 0px !important; border: none !important;"&gt;&lt;div class="Amp_Content_Outer"&gt;&lt;div class="Amp_Top_Wrap"&gt;&lt;div class="Amp_Source_First"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Amplify&amp;rsquo;d from &lt;a href="http://simplyrecipes.com/recipes/pavlova-print-photo/" title="http://simplyrecipes.com/recipes/pavlova-print-photo/" rel="clipsource" target="_blank"&gt;simplyrecipes.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Amp_Middle_Wrap"&gt;&lt;blockquote cite="http://simplyrecipes.com/recipes/pavlova-print-photo/" class="Amp_Content_Item"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;a href="http://simplyrecipes.com/recipes/pavlova/" title="Pavlova" rel="nofollow"&gt;Pavlova&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://simplyrecipes.com/recipes/pavlova/" title="Pavlova" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://simplyrecipes.com/assets_c/2008/10/raspberry-pavlova-1-thumb-350xauto-545.jpg" alt="Pavlova" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   				 				  				 				&lt;div&gt; 					&lt;h3&gt;Ingredients&lt;/h3&gt; 					&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meringue:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1 1/2 teaspoons pure vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt; 1/2 teaspoon cream of tartar OR 2 teaspoons white wine vinegar OR distilled white vinegar&lt;br /&gt; 1 1/2 Tbsp cornstarch&lt;br /&gt; 1 1/2 cups granulated sugar&lt;br /&gt; 3/4 cup (6 ounces, about 6) large egg whites, preferably room temperature&lt;br /&gt; Pinch salt&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Topping:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2 pints fresh or frozen berries&lt;br /&gt; 1/4 cup sugar&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Whipped Cream for topping&lt;/p&gt; 				&lt;/div&gt; 				 				 				&lt;div&gt; 					&lt;h3&gt;Method&lt;/h3&gt; 					&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt; Place rack in the middle of the oven and preheat the oven to 275&amp;#176;. Line a large baking sheet with parchment paper. Pour the vanilla and vinegar (if using) into a small cup. Stir the cornstarch into the sugar in a small bowl.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elise.com/recipes/photos/raspberry-pavlova-4.jpg" height="133" alt="raspberry-pavlova-4.jpg" width="200" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.elise.com/recipes/photos/raspberry-pavlova-3.jpg" height="133" alt="raspberry-pavlova-3.jpg" width="200" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt; In a large bowl of a heavy-duty mixer, fitted with whisk attachment, whip egg whites, cream of tartar (if using) and salt, starting on low, increasing incrementally to medium speed until soft peaks/trails start to become visible, and the egg white bubbles are very small and uniform, approximately 2 to 3 minutes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elise.com/recipes/photos/raspberry-pavlova-5.jpg" height="133" alt="raspberry-pavlova-5.jpg" width="200" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.elise.com/recipes/photos/raspberry-pavlova-6.jpg" height="133" alt="raspberry-pavlova-6.jpg" width="200" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.elise.com/recipes/photos/raspberry-pavlova-7.jpg" height="133" alt="raspberry-pavlova-7.jpg" width="200" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.elise.com/recipes/photos/raspberry-pavlova-8.jpg" height="133" alt="raspberry-pavlova-8.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;3&lt;/b&gt; Increase speed to medium-high, slowly and gradually sprinkling in the sugar-cornstarch mixture. A few minutes after these dry ingredients are added,  slowly pour in the vanilla and vinegar (if you didn't use cream of tartar.) Increase speed a bit and whip until meringue is glossy, and stiff peaks form when the whisk is lifted, 4 to 5 minutes.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elise.com/recipes/photos/raspberry-pavlova-9.jpg" height="133" alt="raspberry-pavlova-9.jpg" width="200" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.elise.com/recipes/photos/raspberry-pavlova-10.jpg" height="133" alt="raspberry-pavlova-10.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;4&lt;/b&gt; Pipe or spoon the meringue into 8-10 large round mounds that are 3 inches wide on a baking sheet lined with parchment paper or a silicon liner.  With the back of a spoon, create an indentation in the middle of the mound for holding the filling once meringue is baked.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elise.com/recipes/photos/raspberry-pavlova-12.jpg" height="133" alt="raspberry-pavlova-12.jpg" width="200" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.elise.com/recipes/photos/raspberry-pavlova-11.jpg" height="133" alt="raspberry-pavlova-11.jpg" width="200" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;5&lt;/b&gt; Place baking sheet in the oven. Reduce oven temperature to 250&amp;#176;F.  Bake for 50-60 minutes, or until the meringues are crisp, dry to the touch on the outside, and white -- not tan-colored or cracked. The interiors should have a marshmallow-like consistency. Check on meringues at least once during the baking time. If they appear to be taking on color or cracking, reduce temperature 25 degrees, and turn pan around.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;6&lt;/b&gt; Gently lift from the baking sheet and cool on a wire rack.  Will keep in a tightly sealed container at room temperature, or individually wrapped, for up to a week if your house is not humid.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;7&lt;/b&gt; Served topped with your favorite filling - lemon curd, raspberry or blueberry sauce, and freshly whipped cream.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Makes 8-10 pavlovas.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Recipe adapted from Flo Baker's pavlovas in the San Francisco Chronicle: &lt;a href="http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2006/06/28/FDG4UJK82S1.DTL&amp;amp;hw=pavlova&amp;amp;sn=001&amp;amp;sc=1000" rel="nofollow"&gt;Fourth of July dessert has roots in Australia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h4&gt;Sauce or Filling Directions&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If you want to make a berry sauce, heat a couple pints of fresh or frozen berries in a medium saucepan with about a quarter cup of sugar.  Heat on medium heat, stirring once or twice, for about 5 to 10 minutes, depending on how much the berries are falling aprt. Remove from heat and let cool.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  				&lt;/div&gt; 				  			&lt;p&gt;Simply Recipes  http://simplyrecipes.com&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Amp_Source_Button"&gt;&lt;a href="http://simplyrecipes.com/recipes/pavlova-print-photo/" title="http://simplyrecipes.com/recipes/pavlova-print-photo/" rel="clipsource" target="_blank"&gt;Read more at simplyrecipes.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="Amp_Link"&gt;See this Amp at &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/ckLazh"&gt;http://bit.ly/ckLazh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="posterous_quote_citation"&gt;via &lt;a href="http://amplify.com"&gt;Amplify.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://morgaine.posterous.com/pavlova-11"&gt;Morgaine LeFaye&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3691205-5953924126544036111?l=morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/feeds/5953924126544036111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3691205&amp;postID=5953924126544036111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/5953924126544036111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/5953924126544036111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/2010/06/pavlova.html' title='Pavlova'/><author><name>Morgaine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.stumbleupon.com/superminipics/79912.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3691205.post-9003513244551574014</id><published>2010-06-20T17:34:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T17:34:04.167+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/dph6lB"&gt;http://bit.ly/dph6lB&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via web&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://morgaine.posterous.com/bleh"&gt;Morgaine LeFaye&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3691205-9003513244551574014?l=morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/feeds/9003513244551574014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3691205&amp;postID=9003513244551574014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/9003513244551574014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/9003513244551574014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/2010/06/bleh.html' title='Bleh'/><author><name>Morgaine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.stumbleupon.com/superminipics/79912.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3691205.post-3280573242138392550</id><published>2010-05-17T13:57:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T13:57:00.357+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mlf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honesty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polyamory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='communication'/><title type='text'>When you shouldn't be poly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;div class="posterous_bookmarklet_entry"&gt; &lt;blockquote class="posterous_long_quote"&gt;I've written a bit about polyamory, but there are times, in my opinion, when you shouldn't jump into polyamory without sitting down and figuring a few things out.  Polyamory is not a simple lifestyle, there is a lot to communicate with people, a lot of negotiation to do with new and existing partners, a lot of self development, decisions to make about who you do and don't tell about your lifestyle (given the societal pressure to be monogamous), feelings of jealousy, insecurity and envy to negotiate when your partner/s find new partners, and consideration of what your own boundaries are and how you will deal with them in new relationships.&lt;p&gt;Polyamory certainly isn't simple,  no matter how much people like me make it appear so.  I can only make polyamory appear simple because I have spent a lot of time (approximately 2 years) negotiating, communicating, trust building, learning about myself and others, finding security, learning to let go and stop attempting to control, and learning what I want from my relationships.  These were not easy lessons, some were filled with months of angst and tears... the overall journey was worth it though and I and my important relationships survived it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This post then, is more focused on stories I've heard directly from people who have struggled with polyamory, who have been surprised at how hard poly actually is.  No one will be mentioned and everything is generalised because I've heard these stories more than once before.  It is not a case of X said this and then Y said that... but more X and Y and Z have all said the same thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taking your existing relationship for granted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a tricky one to actually spot, but it is very important that you consider this before you change your relationship agreements, even if your partner is fully supportive of the relationship changing.  Basically, taking someone (or something) for granted means, "to expect someone or something to be always available to serve in some  way without thanks or recognition; to value someone or something too  lightly" (thanks to the &lt;a href="http://idioms.thefreedictionary.com/taking+for+granted"&gt;Free Dictionary&lt;/a&gt;).  We all take things for granted, in the Western world, our access to electricity, clean water, etc.  Taking people for granted (such as parents and siblings) isn't so good - because everyone deserves thanks and recognition for being a part of your life.  This holds true for existing relationships too.  It is very easy to fall into taking a long-term partner for granted.  They're always there, they understand you and put up with your foibles. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Taking your existing relationship for granted when you change the structure of it tends to be a path to a whole lot of angst and misery.  I've blogged before about &lt;a href="http://only-more-so.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-part-2.html"&gt;falling in love with an idea of a person versus the reality of them&lt;/a&gt;, and that is far easier, I suspect, in monogamy than polyamory.  This also makes it easier to take someone for granted, because they're there.  They don't change, you think you know them and everything fits together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The person who is being taken for granted is far more likely to be resentful of this behaviour and want things to change.  I have watched this cause quite a few problems in relationships over the years.  It has often come as a surprise as well to the person taking the other for granted that their partner is resentful of this behaviour.  This type of behaviour and polyamory is incompatible becausewhen you are juggling multiple relationships, taking one for granted and devoting all your energy to the other is more likely to fatally fracture the former relationship as the person being taken for granted resents this behaviour.  It become very evident to the person being taken for granted that they are when they compare their relationship with the other.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, before you decide to launch into polyamory, think about whether or not you are taking those in your life already for granted, and if so, how you are going to change this before you try and be poly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trust issues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polyamory is about trust as much as it is about other things.  If you have issues trusting your partner or trusting others, then I'd strongly suggest working on those trust issues before you enter polyamory.  A lack of trust often leads to an attempt to control, whether it be controlling a situation or controlling someone else. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is not to be confused with boundary setting for safety, but if you don't trust that your partner will keep those boundaries due to your own issues or because they have broken trust before, then you seriously need to work together or alone on those trust issues.  If you don't, then polyamory will be more likely a world of pain than the joy it can be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Trust is essential to successfully being polyamory, and knowing who to trust, when to trust and what boundaries need to be set is something that makes polyamory so much easier.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Communication&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do not enjoy spending time talking to people about important issues and cannot sit through difficult but important conversations, then polyamory may not be for you.  Polyamory is about communication, communication with existing and new relationships about boundaries, emotions, safety, history and fun things.  It is vital that you are able to sit down and listen to your partner and hear what they are saying, even if it is painful to you personally.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have watched so many poly people struggle with effective communication with their partners.  Where they wanted to be able to talk but were afraid that they wouldn't be heard by their partner or where they didn't want to hear what their partners were saying because they didn't know how to respond. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Communication, especially in the early days of polyamory is fraught because there is a lot to talk about, but those who are most successful at polyamory take their time to work through difficult issues, listen and speak as required.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Successful communication feeds directly into successful negotiation between partners about boundaries, what poly means to each and how polyamory will be navigated between each.  It also feeds directly into having your needs met by your partners and being able to state what those needs are.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Being willing to communicate also helps with easing into relationships with your partner's partners.  Being able to communicate successfully with your partner's partners means that you can build a relationship with them and help support each other and your mutual partner.  It also helps you realise that they are just as human as you are.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you don't like deep and meaningfuls... then it may be that polyamory is not for you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Honesty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are not comfortable with other people's honesty or being honest yourself regarding your past sexual history, your feelings, past issues or anything that may impact on your relationships with others, then I would suggest again that polyamory is not for you, or not for you until you have sorted the issues out that make you uncomfortable with honesty.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Because without honesty, polyamory falls apart.  It may be easy to keep dishonesty straight with one person, but when you start adding more people to the mix, it gets harder and harder.  This also applies to people who don't like sharing information about themselves with others - a form of dishonesty. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A lack of honesty also makes it hard for others to help you when you may need it, and attempting to control information about yourself to those who you are in a relationship with, also smacks of a lack of trust and a need to control.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;    &lt;div class="posterous_quote_citation"&gt;via &lt;a href="http://only-more-so.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-you-shouldnt-be-poly.html"&gt;only-more-so.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via web&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://morgaine.posterous.com/when-you-shouldnt-be-poly"&gt;Morgaine LeFaye&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3691205-3280573242138392550?l=morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/feeds/3280573242138392550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3691205&amp;postID=3280573242138392550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/3280573242138392550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/3280573242138392550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-you-shouldn-be-poly.html' title='When you shouldn&amp;#39;t be poly'/><author><name>Morgaine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.stumbleupon.com/superminipics/79912.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3691205.post-2323995528761685446</id><published>2010-05-07T15:43:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T15:43:00.353+02:00</updated><title type='text'>‘Schijnhuwelijk' splijt Beringen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/do5x3p"&gt;http://bit.ly/do5x3p&lt;/a&gt; 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&lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via web&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://morgaine.posterous.com/worlds-cleverest-man-turns-down-1million-priz-0"&gt;Morgaine LeFaye&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3691205-5587529445546086038?l=morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/feeds/5587529445546086038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3691205&amp;postID=5587529445546086038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/5587529445546086038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/5587529445546086038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/2010/03/world-cleverest-man-turns-down-1million.html' title='World&amp;#39;s cleverest man turns down $1million prize after solving one of mathematics&amp;#39; greatest puzzles'/><author><name>Morgaine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.stumbleupon.com/superminipics/79912.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3691205.post-1535908036876025880</id><published>2009-11-05T08:54:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T08:54:27.982+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What Twitter Does To Your Brain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="posterous_bookmarklet_entry"&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;  		&lt;p&gt;  		&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  	    		  			  			&lt;p&gt;  &lt;img src="http://cache.gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2009/11/dorsey_jung_valleywag3.flv.jpg" height="250" width="340" style="display: none;" /&gt;It's not the freak occurrence it might seem, Twitter's co-founder submitting to psychoanalysis before a New York crowd. No, this sort of Jungian free-associating is what microblogging was expressly designed to do.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Shown a picture from psychologist Carl Jung's newly unsealed "Red Book," Twitter chairman &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/tag/jackdorsey/" title="Click here to read more posts tagged #jackdorsey"&gt;Jack Dorsey&lt;/a&gt; said, &lt;a href="http://online.wsj.com/public/b/article/SB10001424052748703740004574513742208791438.html"&gt;according to the Wall Street Journal&lt;/a&gt;, that it "made him think of a map. He talked about his childhood fascination with maps, which eventually spurred him to learn about computer programming so that he could create maps on a computer. He later created a company that dispatched taxis and couriers via the Web." (More in the an excerpt from a &lt;a href="http://online.wsj.com/video/psychoanalyzing-twitter/E35725BB-9485-4155-A3EC-295D998B9E77.html"&gt;WSJ video&lt;/a&gt;, above, or full video, below.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;An observer, though, might have thought not of maps but of Twitter. Co-founder Biz Stone has repeatedly said the service's text limits give it "&lt;a href="http://www.bbcchannelpartners.com/worldnews/hardtalk_advertorial/217/"&gt;low cognitive load&lt;/a&gt;" that "&lt;a href="http://www.diablomag.com/Diablo-Magazine/July-2009/Best-of-the-East-Bay-Stars-amp-Standouts/#2"&gt;lowers the barrier&lt;/a&gt;, and it gets people communicating." Sounds a lot like free association, or the free form journal-ing Jung did in his Red Book. Is Twitter a way to tap the collective unconscious and thus unify humanity? Perhaps.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But the results of micoblogging could be more nefarious. Jung warned that his Red Book scribblings contained an &lt;a href="http://www.newscientist.com/article/mg20427321.300-jungs-red-book-the-art-of-psychology.html"&gt;ingredient of insanity&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;"The reason... [this] looks very much like a psychosis is that the patient is integrating the same fantasy-material to which the insane person has fallen victim because he cannot integrate it but is swallowed up by it."&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Perhaps that's a new slogan for Twitter: It's all good fun until you get "swallowed up by it" and turn psychotic from huffing your own fumes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  	  													        					&lt;p style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  												Send an email to Ryan Tate, the author of this post, at &lt;a href="#"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:ryan@gawker.com"&gt;ryan@gawker.com&lt;/a&gt;.  										&lt;/p&gt;  		  		    	  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="posterous_quote_citation"&gt;via &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5397089/what-twitter-does-to-your-brain"&gt;gawker.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via web&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://morgaine.posterous.com/what-twitter-does-to-your-brain"&gt;Morgaine LeFaye&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3691205-1535908036876025880?l=morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/feeds/1535908036876025880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3691205&amp;postID=1535908036876025880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/1535908036876025880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/1535908036876025880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-twitter-does-to-your-brain.html' title='What Twitter Does To Your Brain'/><author><name>Morgaine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.stumbleupon.com/superminipics/79912.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3691205.post-111496906897007146</id><published>2005-05-01T19:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T20:19:16.996+02:00</updated><title type='text'>and even more quotes</title><content type='html'>Nothing has happened until it's described.&lt;br /&gt;—Virginia Woolfe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping an open mind is important, but not so open that your brain falls out.&lt;br /&gt;—James Oberg, space engineer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am for those tiny invisible loving human forces that work from individual to individual, creeping through the crannies of the world like so many rootlets . . . yet which, if given time, will rend the hardest monuments of human pride.&lt;br /&gt;—Henry James&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highest reward for a person's toil is not what they get from it, but what they become by it.&lt;br /&gt;—John Ruskin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To change one's life:&lt;br /&gt;Start immediately.&lt;br /&gt;Do it flamboyently.&lt;br /&gt;No exceptions.&lt;br /&gt;—Henry James&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere. We are caught in an inescapable network of mutuality, tied in a single garment of destiny.&lt;br /&gt;—Martin Luther King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The artist is willing to give all his or her strength and life to probing with blunt instruments those same secrets no one can describe any way but with the instruments’ faint tracks.&lt;br /&gt;—Annie Dillard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In ritual, the world as lived and the world as imagined turn out to be the same world.&lt;br /&gt;—Clifford Geertz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A space is never about one thing. It is a place for many senses: sight, sound, touch and the unaccountable things that happen in between.&lt;br /&gt;—Tadeo Ando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impulse to create begins—often terribly and fearfully—in a tunnel of silence.&lt;br /&gt;Adrienne Rich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror we're still just able to bear&lt;br /&gt;—Rainer Maria Rilke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American imagination demands the real thing and, to attain it, must fabricate the absolute fake.&lt;br /&gt;—Umberto Eco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One does not discover new lands without consenting to lose sight of the shore for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;—André Gide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must use what we have to invent what we desire.&lt;br /&gt;—Adrienne Rich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is no great accomplishment to hear a voice in the head. The accomplishment is to make sure that it is telling you the truth.&lt;br /&gt;—Terrence McKenna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are losing our ability to imagine and that is the quickest way of losing sight of the truth.&lt;br /&gt;—Paul Bowles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest distance between people is not space but culture.&lt;br /&gt;—Jamake Highwater&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3691205-111496906897007146?l=morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/feeds/111496906897007146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3691205&amp;postID=111496906897007146' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/111496906897007146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/111496906897007146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/2005/05/and-even-more-quotes.html' title='and even more quotes'/><author><name>Morgaine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.stumbleupon.com/superminipics/79912.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3691205.post-111496756829473940</id><published>2005-05-01T19:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T19:12:48.296+02:00</updated><title type='text'>More quotes</title><content type='html'>A cynic is one who is prematurely disappointed in the future.&lt;br /&gt;—Sidney J Harris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The optimist proclaims that we live in the best of all possible worlds; and the pessimist fears this is true.&lt;br /&gt;—James Branch Cabell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.&lt;br /&gt;—Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first question I ask myself when something doesn't seem to be beautiful is why do I think it's not beautiful. And very shortly you discover there is no reason.&lt;br /&gt;—John Cage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex is the most compressed set of circumstances that we've got. Everything is in that collision.&lt;br /&gt;—Arthur Miller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ambition is exhausting. It makes you friends with people for the wrong reasons, just like drugs.&lt;br /&gt;—Carrie Fisher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream by night.&lt;br /&gt;—Edgar Allan Poe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanity is madness put to good uses.&lt;br /&gt;—George Santayana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appealing work spaces are to be avoided. One wants a room with no view, so imagination can meet memory in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;—Annie Dillard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience is what you have when what you expect doesn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;—Lee Shulman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3691205-111496756829473940?l=morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/feeds/111496756829473940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3691205&amp;postID=111496756829473940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/111496756829473940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/111496756829473940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/2005/05/more-quotes.html' title='More quotes'/><author><name>Morgaine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.stumbleupon.com/superminipics/79912.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3691205.post-111496660540410395</id><published>2005-05-01T18:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T18:59:21.296+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes</title><content type='html'>Our dreams must be stronger than our memories. We must be pulled by our dreams, rather than pushed by our memories.&lt;br /&gt;          —Jesse Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom is only another name for a certain species of frustration.&lt;br /&gt;— Susan Sontag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we don't believe in freedom of expression for people we despise, we don't believe in it at all.&lt;br /&gt;          —Noam Chomsky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against the irrationality of violence, it is necessary to propose the irrationality of forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;— Lionel Navarez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth will set you free. But first,it will piss you off.&lt;br /&gt;          —Gloria Steinem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that there is far too much work done in the world.&lt;br /&gt;— Bertrand Russell&lt;br /&gt;- In Praise of Idleness -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art is the only way to run away without leaving home.&lt;br /&gt;—Twyla Tharp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the shadow follows the body&lt;br /&gt;As we think, so we become&lt;br /&gt;—Buddha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my advances were by mistake. You uncover what is when you get rid of what isn't.&lt;br /&gt;—Buckminster Fuller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality is the leading cause of stress amongst those in touch with it.&lt;br /&gt;          —Jane Wagner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3691205-111496660540410395?l=morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/feeds/111496660540410395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3691205&amp;postID=111496660540410395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/111496660540410395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/111496660540410395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/2005/05/quotes.html' title='Quotes'/><author><name>Morgaine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.stumbleupon.com/superminipics/79912.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3691205.post-111373114801605616</id><published>2005-04-17T11:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T11:45:48.020+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Philosophy of Sex</title><content type='html'>"I believe that sex is one of the most beautiful, natural, wholesome things that money can buy."&lt;br /&gt; --Tom Clancy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "You know "that look" women get when they want sex?  Me neither."&lt;br /&gt; --Steve Martin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Having sex is like playing bridge.  If you don't have a good partner, you'd better have a good hand."&lt;br /&gt; --Woody Allen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Bisexuality immediately doubles your chances for a date on Saturday night."&lt;br /&gt; --Rodney Dangerfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "There are a number of mechanical devices which increase sexual arousal,&lt;br /&gt; particularly in women.  Chief among these is the Mercedes-Benz 380SL."&lt;br /&gt; --Lynn Lavner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Leaving sex to the feminists is like letting your dog vacation at the taxidermist."&lt;br /&gt; --Matt Barry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Sex at age 90 is like trying to shoot pool with a rope."&lt;br /&gt; --Camille Paglia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Sex is one of the nine reasons for reincarnation.  The other eight are unimportant."&lt;br /&gt; --George Burns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Women might be able to fake orgasms.  But men can fake whole relationships."&lt;br /&gt; --Sharon Stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "My girlfriend always laughs during sex---no matter what she's reading."&lt;br /&gt; --Steve Jobs (Founder, Apple Computers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "My mother never saw the irony in calling me a son-of-a-bitch."&lt;br /&gt; --Jack Nicholson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Clinton lied.  A man might forget where he parks or where he lives, but he never forgets oral sex, no matter how bad it is."&lt;br /&gt; --Barbara Bush (Former US First Lady -- and you didn't think Barbara had a sense of humor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Ah, yes, divorce, from the Latin word meaning to rip out a man's genitals through his wallet."&lt;br /&gt; --Robin Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Women complain about premenstrual syndrome, but I think of it as the only time of the month that I can be myself."&lt;br /&gt; --Roseanne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Women need a reason to have sex.  Men just need a place."&lt;br /&gt; --Billy Crystal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "According to a new survey, women say they feel more comfortable undressing in front of men than they do undressing in front of other women. They say that women are too judgmental, where, of course, men are just grateful."&lt;br /&gt; --Robert De Niro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's a new medical crisis. Doctors are reporting that many men are having allergic reactions to latex condoms. They say they cause severe swelling. So what's the problem?"&lt;br /&gt; --Dustin Hoffman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "There's very little advice in men's magazines, because men think, I know what I'm doing.  Just show me somebody naked."&lt;br /&gt; --Jerry Seinfeld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Instead of getting married again, I'm going to find a woman I don't like and just give her a house."&lt;br /&gt; --Rod Stewart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "See, the problem is that God gives men a brain and a penis, and only enough blood to run one at a time."&lt;br /&gt; --Robin Williams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3691205-111373114801605616?l=morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/feeds/111373114801605616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3691205&amp;postID=111373114801605616' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/111373114801605616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/111373114801605616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/2005/04/philosophy-of-sex.html' title='Philosophy of Sex'/><author><name>Morgaine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.stumbleupon.com/superminipics/79912.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3691205.post-108603844909660019</id><published>2004-05-31T23:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T23:20:49.096+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes about writing and writers</title><content type='html'>"A perfectly healthy sentence, it is true, is extremely rare. For the most part we miss the hue and fragrance of the thought; as if we could be satisfied with the dews of the morning or evening without their colors, or the heavens without their azure." - Thoreau, Henry David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A professional writer is an amateur who didn't quit." - Bach, Richard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A writer is a person for whom writing is more difficult than it is for other people." - Mann, Thomas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A writer is someone who can make a riddle out of an answer." - Kraus, Karl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A writer writes not because he is educated but because he is driven by the need to communicate. Behind the need to communicate is the need to share. Behind the need to share is the need to be understood. The writer wants to be understood much more than he wants to be respected or praised or even loved. And that perhaps, is what makes him different from others." - Rosten, Leo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Agatha Christie has given more pleasure in bed than any other woman." - Smith, Nancy Banks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"An author who speaks about his own books is almost as bad as a mother who talks about her own children." - Disraeli, Benjamin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Any writer, I suppose, feels that the world into which he was born is nothing less than a conspiracy against the cultivation of his talent." - Baldwin, James&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As I take up my pen I feel myself so full, so equal to my subject, and see my book so clearly before me in embryo, I would almost like to try to say it all in a single word." - Lichtenberg, Georg C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Clutter is the disease of American writing. We are a society strangling in unnecessary words, circular constructions, pompous frills and meaningless jargon." - Zinsser, William&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good novels are not written by orthodoxy-sniffers, nor by people who are conscience-stricken about their own orthodoxy. Good novels are written by people who are not frightened." - Orwell, George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He is a man of thirty-five, but looks fifty. He is bald, has varicose veins and wears spectacles, or would wear them if his only pair were not chronically lost. If things are normal with him, he will be suffering from malnutrition, but if he has recently had a lucky streak, he will be suffering from a hangover. At present it is half past eleven in the morning, and according to his schedule he should have started work two hours ago; but even if he had made any serious effort to start he would have been frustrated by the almost continuous ringing of the telephone bell, the yells of the baby, the rattle of an electric drill out in the street, and the heavy boots of his creditors clumping up the stairs. The most recent interruption was the arrival of the second post, which brought him two circulars and an income tax demand printed in red. Needless to say this person is a writer." - Orwell, George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He is outside of everything, and alien everywhere. He is an aesthetic solitary. His beautiful, light imagination is the wing that on the autumn evening just brushes the dusky window." - James, Henry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Home is not where you live but where they understand you." - Christion, Morgenstern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I would love to spend all my time writing to you; I'd love to share with you all that goes through my mind, all that weighs on my heart, all that gives air to my soul; phantoms of art, dreams that would be so beautiful if they could come true." - Pirandello, Luigi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The cure for writers cramp is writer's block." - Leon, Inigo de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your works will be read after Shakespeare and Milton are forgotten - and not till then." - Porson, Richard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3691205-108603844909660019?l=morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/feeds/108603844909660019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3691205&amp;postID=108603844909660019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/108603844909660019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/108603844909660019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/2004/05/quotes-about-writing-and-writers.html' title='Quotes about writing and writers'/><author><name>Morgaine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.stumbleupon.com/superminipics/79912.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3691205.post-108566032981967589</id><published>2004-05-27T14:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T14:18:49.820+02:00</updated><title type='text'>From the inbox - men and women</title><content type='html'>I dare anyone to try it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never quite figured out why the s*xual urge of men &amp; women differ so much. And I never have figured out the whole Venus and Mars thing. I have never figured out why men think with their head and women with their heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never figured out why the s*xual desire gene gets thrown into a state of turmoil, when it hears the words "I do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR EXAMPLE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One evening last week, my wife and I were getting into bed. Well, the&lt;br /&gt;passion starts to heat up, and she eventually says "I don't feel like it, I just want you to hold me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said "WHAT????!!! What was that?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she says the words that every husband on the planet dreads to hear... "You're just not in touch with my emotional needs as a woman enough for me to satisfy your physical needs as a man."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She responded to my puzzled look by saying, "Can't you just love me for who I am and not what I do for you in the bedroom?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realizing that nothing was going to happen that night I went to sleep. The very next day I opted to take the day off of work to spend time with her. We went out to a nice lunch and then went shopping at a big, big unnamed dept. store. I walked around with her while she tried on several different very expensive outfits. She couldn't decide which one to take so I told her we'll just buy them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanted new shoes to compliment her new clothes, so I said lets get a pair for each outfit. We went on to the jewellery dept. where she picked out a pair of diamond earrings. Let me tell you...she was so excited. She must have thought I was one wave short of a shipwreck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to think she was testing me because she asked for a tennis bracelet when she doesn't even know how to play tennis. I think I threw her for a loop when I said, "That's fine, honey."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was almost nearing s*xual satisfaction from all of the excitement. Smiling with excited anticipation she finally said, "I think this is all dear, let's go to the cashier".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could hardly contain myself when.......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blurted out, "No honey, I don't feel like it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her face just went completely blank as her jaw dropped with a baffled WHAT???!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then said, "Really honey! I just want you to HOLD this stuff for awhile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just not in touch with my financial needs as a man enough for me to satisfy your shopping needs as a woman."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just when she had this look like she was going to kill me I added, "Why can't you just love me for who I am and not for the things I buy you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I'm not having s*x tonight either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3691205-108566032981967589?l=morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/feeds/108566032981967589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3691205&amp;postID=108566032981967589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/108566032981967589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/108566032981967589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/2004/05/from-inbox-men-and-women.html' title='From the inbox - men and women'/><author><name>Morgaine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.stumbleupon.com/superminipics/79912.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3691205.post-108561888355629661</id><published>2004-05-27T02:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T02:48:03.556+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Errug stom</title><content type='html'>Blondjes  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drie blondjes volgen een opleiding voor politie-agent; zij moeten leren hoe een persoon te beschrijven. De instructeur houdt een portret voor de neus van het eerste blondje gedurende 5 seconden, en verbergt het portret dan weer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan vraagt hij aan het blondje hoe zij de verdachte zou herkennen.´Wel, erg simpel. Hij heeft maar één oog.´ De instructeur zucht en zegt beleefd: 'Jongedame, deze foto toont zijn profiel.´&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan toont hij de foto 5 seconden aan het tweede blondje en vraagt haar: ´hoe zou u deze verdachte kunnen herkennen?´ Het blondje begint te giechelen, maakt een beweging met haar hoofd om haar lange blonde haar naar achter te werpen, en zegt: ´Ach, die man wordt direct opgepakt hoor - hij heeft maar één oor!´&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De instructeur zucht nogmaals. 'Maar zijn jullie nu zo dom of wat is dat hier?! Natuurlijk zijn er enkel één oog en één oor te zien omdat het een foto is van het profiel van de verdachte! Domoren!´&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gefrustreerd pakt de instructeur de foto en toont hem aan het derde blondje. ´Waaraan is deze verdachte herkenbaar?´, hopend dat het derde blondje geen al te dom antwoord geven zal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Het blondje bekijkt de foto met een frons op haar voorhoofd, en zegt dan: 'HMMM.... volgens mij draagt de verdachte contactlenzen.´&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De instructeur is erg verbaasd - zou er dan toch een blondje zijn met hersenen en zou zij indicaties op het gezicht van de verdachte opgemerkt hebben die hij niet gezien had? Hij vraagt het blondje even geduld te hebben, om naar het dossier van de verdachte te gaan kijken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En warempel ! De man draagt inderdaad contactlenzen !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hij gaat terug naar het leslokaal. ´Wow! Ik kan het haast niet geloven, maar het is echt waar: de verdachte draagt contactlenzen. Slim opgemerkt van u. Hoe hebt u dat eigenlijk kunnen afleiden uit deze foto?´&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;´Ach, dat is toch simpel. Hij heeft  maar 1 oog, dus zal hij niet goed zien, maar hij kan geen bril dragen want hij heeft maar één oor...´&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3691205-108561888355629661?l=morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/feeds/108561888355629661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3691205&amp;postID=108561888355629661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/108561888355629661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/108561888355629661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/2004/05/errug-stom.html' title='Errug stom'/><author><name>Morgaine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.stumbleupon.com/superminipics/79912.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3691205.post-108540930117401672</id><published>2004-05-24T16:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T16:35:01.173+02:00</updated><title type='text'>This one was kind of funny</title><content type='html'>Hello Dear in Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is by the grace of God that I received Christ, knowing the truth and the truth have set me free. Having known the truth, I had no choice than to do what is lawful and right in the sight of God for eternal life and in the sight of man for witness of God´s mercy and glory upon my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the pleasure to share my testimony with you, having seen your contact from the Internet. I am Barrister Martin Morad, the legal adviser to late Mr. and Mrs. Andy Brown, an America couple that lived in my Country Nigeria for 30 years before they both died in the plane crash late last year. These couples were good Christians, they so dedicated their live to God but they had no child till they died. Throughout their stay in my country, they acquired a lot of properties like lands, house properties, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As their legal adviser, before their death, the husband Mr. Andy Brown instructed me to write his WILL. Because they had no child, they dedicated their wealth to God. According to the WILL, the properties have to be sold and the money be given out to a ministry for the work of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As their legal adviser, all the documents for the properties were in my care. He gave me the authority to sell the properties and give out the fund to the Ministries for the work of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, I sold all the properties after their death, as instructed by Mr.Andy Brown before his death. And as matter of fact, after I sold all their properties, I realized more than $3,800,000.00 (Three million hundred thousand US dollars plus), and what supposed to be the percentage interest of my right legal fee was firstly deducted by me out of the total amount realized from the sold properties, this was base on the initial  agreement between me and the owner of the properties before his death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore  the total amount left to be invested into God's work as instructed by the owner, is $3,800,000.00 (Ten million US dollars) only. But Instead of giving the main fund out for the work of God then, as initially instructed to me by the owner before his death, I converted the fund to myself with the intention of investing the fund abroad for my personal use instead of giving the money out as intructed by the owner before his death. I was afraid of putting the fund in the Bank, because I have to give account to the bank on how I got the money. I then packaged the fund in consignments and deposited the consignments with a security company. I did not want the management of the Security Company to know the content of the consignments, therefore I registered the consignment as Diplomatic consignment while the contents of the consignments was declared as film and photographic materials. And upon my authority given to the security company then, the consignment has since then been airlifted to their affiliated security company in Europe. Now the affiliated security company in Europe believes that the contents of the consignment deposited with them was film and photographic materials. However, I later had encounter with Christ when Pastor Benny Hinn was preaching on television concerning Ananias and Saphira in Acts 5:1-11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hearing the word of God, I gave my life to Christ and became a born again Christian. As a born again Christian, I started reading my bible and one day, the Lord opened my eyes to Ezekiel 33: 18 and 19 where the word of God says: "When the righteous turns from his righteousness,and commits iniquity, he shall even die thereby. But if the wicked turn from his wickedness, and do that which is lawful and right, he shall live thereby. From the scripture, I discovered that the only way I could have peace in my life is to do what is lawful and right by giving out the fund as instructed for the work of God by the owner before his death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have asked God for forgiveness and I know that God have forgiven me. But I have to do what is lawful and right in the sight of God by giving out the fund to the chosen ministry for the purpose of God's work as instructed by the owner before his death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my fasting and prayers, I asked God to make his choice and direct me to a honest Christian or the chosen ministry that deserves this fund by his Grace. I then came across your address on the Internet as I was browsing through a Christian site, and as a matter of fact, it is not only you or your ministry that I picked on the Christian site initially, but after my fervent prayer over it, then you were nominated to me through divine revelation from God,I have notified the Security Company where I deposited the consignments that contained the fund, that I will soon move out the consignment from their company and the affiliated security company in Europe has since been waiting for me to come and clear the consignment from their company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you know that you will use this fund honestly and wisely for the things that will glorify God's name, then do urgently contact me back first through this email address martinmrd@tiscali.co.uk and the details will be given to you on how you will be able to receive the fund in your country through the affiliated security company company in Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should also forward to me your telephone and fax number for easy communication and to fax you the documents concerning the consignments. Your prompt response will be highly appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please respond to my mail using my alternative and more secure email&lt;br /&gt;martinmrd@tiscali.co.uk&lt;br /&gt;Yours in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;Barister Martin Morad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3691205-108540930117401672?l=morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/feeds/108540930117401672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3691205&amp;postID=108540930117401672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/108540930117401672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/108540930117401672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/2004/05/this-one-was-kind-of-funny.html' title='This one was kind of funny'/><author><name>Morgaine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.stumbleupon.com/superminipics/79912.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3691205.post-108540846411650518</id><published>2004-05-24T16:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T16:37:29.866+02:00</updated><title type='text'>One of many</title><content type='html'>My dear friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I introduce myself, I wish to inform you that this letter is not a hoax mail and I urge you to treat it serious. It is my great pleasure introducing my self to you, I am Hajia Peace Okadigbo, widow of the Late Dr. Chuba Okadigbo former Nigerian Senate President who died as a result of Political set-up (Assassination).You can view the link on how he was killed  http://www.thisdayonline.com/news/20030927news01.html.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I therefore decided to contact you in confidence so that I can be able to move out the sum of US $ 12.5 million (Twelve million,five hundred thousand U.S Dollars) which was secretly defaced and sealed in big metal box with a security company owned by a Britain in Europe.  I  Hajia Peace Okadigbo personally therefore appeal to you for your urgent assistance to move this money into your country where I believe it will be safe since I cannot leave the country due to the restriction of movement imposed on me and members of my family by the Nigerian government. I hereby advise you to kindly notify our family lawyer(Barrister David Green)  on the following E-mail : davidgreen_esq@hotmail.com, With your private telephone and fax numbers respectively, for further details if you accept this proposal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon the receipt of your acceptance to assist me, my lawyer shall arrange with you for a face-to-face meeting outside Nigeria in order to liaise with you towards the effective completion of this transaction. &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;However, all arrangement has been in place and this money has been moved out of Nigeria in batches in a secret vault through a diplomatic security company to Europe. I also want you to be assured that all necessary arrangement for a hitch free transaction has been concluded.Conclusively I have decided to discuss the sharing ratio and modalities for the transaction with you on receipt of your mail. All I require from you is your honest cooperation to enable us see this transaction through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guarantee that this will be executed under a legitimate arrangement that will protect you from any breach of the law.Please reply urgently and treat with absolute confidentiality and sincerity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best regards&lt;br /&gt;Hajia Peace Okadigbo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3691205-108540846411650518?l=morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/feeds/108540846411650518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3691205&amp;postID=108540846411650518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/108540846411650518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/108540846411650518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/2004/05/one-of-many.html' title='One of many'/><author><name>Morgaine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.stumbleupon.com/superminipics/79912.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3691205.post-108540583697888677</id><published>2004-05-24T15:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T15:37:16.980+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Flauwe mop</title><content type='html'>De onderwijzer gaf als onderwerp voor het opstel: 'Als ik directeur van een groot bedrijf was'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alle kinderen bogen zich over hun schrift en begonnen te schrijven of op hun pen te bijten.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Allemaal, op één na, die helemaal niets deed.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Bob, wanneer begin jij?", vroeg de onderwijzer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mijn secretaresse is er nog niet", antwoorde Bob. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3691205-108540583697888677?l=morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/feeds/108540583697888677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3691205&amp;postID=108540583697888677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/108540583697888677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/108540583697888677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/2004/05/flauwe-mop.html' title='Flauwe mop'/><author><name>Morgaine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.stumbleupon.com/superminipics/79912.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3691205.post-108540561658757005</id><published>2004-05-24T15:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T15:33:36.586+02:00</updated><title type='text'>From the inbox - Types of women</title><content type='html'>Types Of Women&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* HARD-DISK Woman: She remembers everything, FOREVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* RAM Woman: She forgets about you, the moment you turn her off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* WINDOWS Woman: Everyone knows that she can't do a thing right, but no one can live without her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* EXCEL Woman: They say she can do a lot of things but you mostly use her for your four basic needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* SCREENSAVER Woman: She is good for nothing but at least she is fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* INTERNET Woman: Difficult to access.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* SERVER Woman: Always busy when you need her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* MULTIMEDIA Woman: She makes horrible things look beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* CD-ROM Woman: She is always faster and faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* E-MAIL Woman: Every ten things she says, eight are nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* VIRUS Woman: Also known as "WIFE"; when you are not expecting her, she comes, installs herself and uses all your resources. If you try to uninstall her you will lose something, if you don't try to uninstall her you will lose everything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3691205-108540561658757005?l=morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/feeds/108540561658757005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3691205&amp;postID=108540561658757005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/108540561658757005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/108540561658757005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/2004/05/from-inbox-types-of-women.html' title='From the inbox - Types of women'/><author><name>Morgaine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.stumbleupon.com/superminipics/79912.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3691205.post-108295089402822363</id><published>2004-04-26T05:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T05:45:39.403+02:00</updated><title type='text'>In het Nederlands deze keer</title><content type='html'>Niet dat het een zinvolle entry is. Maar toch. Volgende keer misschien in het Frans?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3691205-108295089402822363?l=morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/feeds/108295089402822363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3691205&amp;postID=108295089402822363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/108295089402822363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/108295089402822363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/2004/04/in-het-nederlands-deze-keer.html' title='In het Nederlands deze keer'/><author><name>Morgaine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.stumbleupon.com/superminipics/79912.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3691205.post-108272043049002923</id><published>2004-04-23T13:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T13:45:34.280+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Morgaine LeFaye Net</title><content type='html'>This is merely a test to see what the title and url fields do. Title sounds pretty obvious to me but url could be anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: so you can attach an url to the title. Kind of nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3691205-108272043049002923?l=morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.morgaine-lefaye.net' title='Morgaine LeFaye Net'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/feeds/108272043049002923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3691205&amp;postID=108272043049002923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/108272043049002923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/108272043049002923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/2004/04/morgaine-lefaye-net.html' title='Morgaine LeFaye Net'/><author><name>Morgaine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.stumbleupon.com/superminipics/79912.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3691205.post-108268812658812530</id><published>2004-04-23T04:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T04:46:07.936+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And there are notebooks, lots of notebooks, about literature, poetry, art, movies, music etc. etc. I won't list them all here, but you can have a look at the 'portal', located at &lt;a href="http://www.morgaine-lefaye.net"&gt;Morgaine LeFaye Net&lt;/a&gt;. The ten most recent entries for each notebook are mentioned there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3691205-108268812658812530?l=morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/feeds/108268812658812530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3691205&amp;postID=108268812658812530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/108268812658812530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/108268812658812530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/2004/04/and-there-are-notebooks-lots-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Morgaine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.stumbleupon.com/superminipics/79912.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3691205.post-79979243</id><published>2002-08-08T14:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T04:41:57.810+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.morgaine-lefaye.net"&gt;Morgaine LeFaye Net&lt;/a&gt; is my principal home on the net.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also a weblog: &lt;a href="http://www.blog.morgaine-lefaye.net"&gt;Morgaine LeFaye Net : Blog&lt;/a&gt; ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3691205-79979243?l=morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/feeds/79979243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3691205&amp;postID=79979243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/79979243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/79979243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/' title=''/><author><name>Morgaine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.stumbleupon.com/superminipics/79912.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3691205.post-79978905</id><published>2002-08-08T14:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-08-08T14:37:47.323+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lots of things start with "Hello world" so this log might just as well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3691205-79978905?l=morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/feeds/79978905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3691205&amp;postID=79978905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/79978905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3691205/posts/default/79978905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morgaine-lefaye.blogspot.com/2002/08/lots-of-things-start-with-hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Morgaine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.stumbleupon.com/superminipics/79912.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
