<?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-15777994</id><updated>2011-04-27T15:35:30.591+09:30</updated><title type='text'>The Society Toaster</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://societytoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777994/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://societytoaster.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Society Toaster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10541284816874452916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777994.post-114897415437483584</id><published>2006-05-30T16:47:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-05-30T16:59:14.390+09:30</updated><title type='text'>ebay is ruining my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;why oh why was I introduced to ebay..................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It is officially ruining my life as I search hours upon hours for different things. Boxsets of tv shows, books, clothes, it's killing my soul...not to mention my bank account.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You see you can have paypal account that debits straight out of your account so it actually feels like no money at all. Worse than EFTPOS because you just click buttons! Not only that I can get ebay off my phone so i am constantly monitoring my bids just to make sure I am winning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have bought heaps of shit as well. For example I spent $20 on those Absolut ad posters (the ones where they incorperate the bottle into everything) I don't even know why I bought them I just did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But remeber that Fluo beach perfume I was complaining about? Well an expat lives there so I now can get all the perfume I want......excellent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No more washing away for me...just an eroding bank balance instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777994-114897415437483584?l=societytoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://societytoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/114897415437483584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777994&amp;postID=114897415437483584' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777994/posts/default/114897415437483584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777994/posts/default/114897415437483584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://societytoaster.blogspot.com/2006/05/ebay-is-ruining-my-life.html' title='ebay is ruining my life'/><author><name>Society Toaster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10541284816874452916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777994.post-113767143516376876</id><published>2006-01-19T22:13:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-01-19T22:20:35.180+10:30</updated><title type='text'>lack of choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why the hell in the Golden Globes would all four Desperate Housewives get picked for Best Actress in Comedy/musical in a Television Series? The show is fucking convoluted and although entertaining is definitely not worthy for awards.....the supposed "main" character Susan (played by attention seeking whore Teri Hatcher), has the most boring storylines out of all of them and spends her whole screen time either:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Crying&lt;br /&gt;b) Letting her daughter give her advice in one of those weird the daughter mother the mum kind of thing (eg. When was the last time you got laid Mom?)&lt;br /&gt;c) Crying about Mike&lt;br /&gt;d) Moaning like a stupid bitch or whinging about something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show shits me to tears and all the fucking hype about it....Just give me a gun and shoot me now. No wonder the Weeds &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(What kind of name is Weeds for a television show anyway)&lt;/span&gt; girl won the award the other four were too fucking boring and couldn't seperate the shittiness between them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777994-113767143516376876?l=societytoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://societytoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/113767143516376876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777994&amp;postID=113767143516376876' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777994/posts/default/113767143516376876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777994/posts/default/113767143516376876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://societytoaster.blogspot.com/2006/01/lack-of-choice.html' title='lack of choice'/><author><name>Society Toaster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10541284816874452916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777994.post-113749860703460968</id><published>2006-01-17T22:10:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-01-17T22:20:07.116+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Fluo Beach being washed away...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In Paris the best shop that ever lived is there called Sephora. Now many people probably associate this with the chain in America but no.....the French one is better in so many more ways than one. Anyway there is this eau de toilette that I bought from there called Fluo Beach and I am about to run out.....panic! I tried to order it from the French website but alas it only delivers to people in France!!!! NOOOOOOOOO! What am I going to do without my cocunut perfume!!!! Stupid American part of the website doesn't have it either....what is going wrong with this world.....my signature scent is going to leave me. Aarghhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777994-113749860703460968?l=societytoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://societytoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/113749860703460968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777994&amp;postID=113749860703460968' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777994/posts/default/113749860703460968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777994/posts/default/113749860703460968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://societytoaster.blogspot.com/2006/01/fluo-beach-being-washed-away.html' title='Fluo Beach being washed away...'/><author><name>Society Toaster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10541284816874452916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777994.post-113326217762596746</id><published>2005-11-29T21:12:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-11-29T21:32:57.646+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Jockalicious</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="C&amp;streetName=Victoria&amp;amp;streetType=Ave&amp;locality=Albert%20Park&amp;amp;state=VIC&amp;postcode=3206&amp;amp;placeName=&amp;phoneNumber=&amp;amp;hashCode=144606164543102&amp;link=1133261616755"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theage.com.au/articles/2004/02/18/1077072712184.html?from=storyrhs"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theage.com.au/articles/2003/12/24/1071941763082.html?from=storyrhs"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't try to explain the creamy textures and delicious flavours they have. Try the Hokey Pokey but don't let the name deter you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That is all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777994-113326217762596746?l=societytoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://societytoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/113326217762596746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777994&amp;postID=113326217762596746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777994/posts/default/113326217762596746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777994/posts/default/113326217762596746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://societytoaster.blogspot.com/2005/11/jockalicious.html' title='Jockalicious'/><author><name>Society Toaster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10541284816874452916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777994.post-113255554526614782</id><published>2005-11-21T17:09:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-11-24T15:48:52.250+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Customer Service Survey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;On a &lt;a href="http://www.epiphanytoilet.netfirms.com/BLOG/blog.html"&gt;certain &lt;/a&gt;disgruntled employee's blog recently a customer service survey was released for disgruntled employee's. I whole heartedly took up the opputunity to bitch and here are my most educated and well thought answers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. On average, how many customers out of every 10 do you find a pleasure to serve?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I would have to say maybe 3 out of ten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Do you feel that customers view, and treat you as a person?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No, they expect me to be their personal rubbish bin, bag carrier as well as personal shoppers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Out of every 10 complaints you receive, on average, how many are actually pertaining to you, and/or your business? And how many are just completely random things that are obviously not within your powers of control?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well usually it is about 5 out of 10 because our the dickhead manager will never order the right amount of stock so we run out of everything in about two days. Once I actually got a lady yelling at me because the raspberries were too red, yeah apparently they were 'too' ripe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Old people, bogans, drunks, children, dole bludgers, and psychos. Which of these do you mostly have to deal with? And on a scale of 1-10, how irritatingly difficult are they?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Old people – 8 (We live right next to an old people's nursing home so I couldn't count the number of times I have had to have inane conversations I have had to have while the queue is three foot deep.)Bogans – 5(They always smell like absolute shit which makes me want to throw up, you know that “I haven’t washed in about three days and don’t plan to” kind of smellDrunks – 2 (At work I really don’t get many of these and when I do they usually are nice. Then again I don’t work in Liquor)Children – 4 (The most annoying are the little toddlers who have screaming tantrums because they can’t get chewy or something ridiculous like that)Dole bludgers – N/A (My supermarket personage is filled with Brighton women with a blonde bob haircut as well as solarium ruined skin)Psychos – 7 (Once I had a guy come in who we called the police on because he walked around the aisles for about 20 minutes. When asked if he needs any help he replies in a high girly voice, “I am exercising my right as a customer to browse the shop’s products to decide whether to purchase or not”. When the police got there he then pretended to shop before ‘exercising his rights as a shopper’ to not buy a lemon or some shit like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;In order of annoyance:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. People who take bags they don't need. (Once I had an old hag come in demanding a whole pile of bags because they were going on holiday. I politely pointed her to the rubbish bin liners a couple metres away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Old people who demand discounts and special treatment. (Yeah as well as the ones who peruse the specials like it is do or die, that 50c will make a huge difference!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Wankers who waste your time deciding when there are 5 people waiting to be served. (especially at the cigarette counter where you have to stop serving your queue)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. People who don't have enough money for their purchase. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. Screaming kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. Bogans who feel the need to yell at you for events that don't concern you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Most regularly occurring stupid question you've ever had?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any cold drinks? (the drinks fridge is right behind them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Most regularly occurring stupid complaint you've ever had?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you don’t have many cheese options, you really should have more. (We aren’t a gourmet deli, stupid tools)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Biggest peeve about your job (involving a customer of course)?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;People thinking I know everything about the supermarket…….the food, flowers, cigarettes, deli ingredients or the location or everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. What's the most you've done for a customer, only to have it thrown back in your face?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lady who had just had a hip replacement reached to get cigarettes (if she had been patient I would have got them because I am the one who is supposed to get them, not her) and when she came back down she accidentally stepped on one of the newspaper bundles we keep on the floor. The drink fridges were being refilled and so the trolley was there with all the drinks. She was about to fall severely on the trolley so I moved it out of her way. When she came back down she had dislocated her hip again. The paramedics had to come and collect her etc. etc which was exciting but when explaining what happened she enthusiastically explained to the paramedics that a horrible young girl had hit her with a trolley. I then got blamed for the whole thing and my boss used me as the scapegoat. Apparently she spent two months in hospital getting better. Serves her right, the stupid bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Most hated customer? (Give us details of the experience.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well it is more the certain breed 50 year old women who is extremely tight with their money, demands the receipt and breathe their fucking Horizon cigarette smoke breath all over me. Oh and did I mention they blame every single price mistake on me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777994-113255554526614782?l=societytoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://societytoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/113255554526614782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777994&amp;postID=113255554526614782' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777994/posts/default/113255554526614782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777994/posts/default/113255554526614782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://societytoaster.blogspot.com/2005/11/customer-service-survey.html' title='Customer Service Survey'/><author><name>Society Toaster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10541284816874452916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777994.post-113143120658421248</id><published>2005-11-14T16:56:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-11-14T17:10:49.303+10:30</updated><title type='text'>My life?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #333333 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #333333 1px solid; MARGIN: 10px; BORDER-LEFT: #333333 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #333333 1px solid" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: #ffddbb; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: bold 16px sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center" colspan="2"&gt;This Is My Life, Rated&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: #333333 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: #333333 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: #ffffcc; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: bold 18px sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 85px; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #333333 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Life:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: #333333 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: #ffffff; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: bold 18px sans-serif; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 240px; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #333333 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="12" src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/blubar.gif" width="156" /&gt; 7.8&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: #333333 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: #ffffcc; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: bold 12px sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 85px; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Mind:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: #ffffff; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: bold 12px sans-serif; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 240px; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="12" src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/greblubar.gif" width="134" /&gt; 6.7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: #333333 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: #ffffcc; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: bold 12px sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 85px; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Body:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: #ffffff; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: bold 12px sans-serif; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 240px; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="12" src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/blubar.gif" width="164" /&gt; 8.2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: #333333 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: #ffffcc; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: bold 12px sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 85px; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Spirit:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: #ffffff; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: bold 12px sans-serif; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 240px; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="12" src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/yelgrebar.gif" width="100" /&gt; 5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: #333333 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: #ffffcc; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: bold 12px sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 85px; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Friends/Family:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: #ffffff; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: bold 12px sans-serif; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 240px; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="12" src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/grebar.gif" width="124" /&gt; 6.2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: #333333 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: #ffffcc; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: bold 12px sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 85px; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Love:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: #ffffff; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: bold 12px sans-serif; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 240px; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="12" src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/yelbar.gif" width="86" /&gt; 4.3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: #333333 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: #ffffcc; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: bold 12px sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 85px; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Finance:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: #ffffff; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: bold 12px sans-serif; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 240px; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="12" src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/blubar.gif" width="152" /&gt; 7.6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: #333333 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: #ffeedd; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: bold 14px sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #0000ff" href="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/life/rate_my_life.html"&gt;Take the Rate My Life Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It also suggests that because my body score is higher than usual I should give advice to people that score low. No offence to the Rate My Life organisation but I HATE exercise. I like to play tennis and other sports but I really, really hate anything to do with exercise especially running. I couldn't think of anything worse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everything is actually pretty accurate but what the fuck is the difference between mind and spirit? Aren't they the same thing anyways?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777994-113143120658421248?l=societytoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://societytoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/113143120658421248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777994&amp;postID=113143120658421248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777994/posts/default/113143120658421248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777994/posts/default/113143120658421248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://societytoaster.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-life.html' title='My life?!?'/><author><name>Society Toaster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10541284816874452916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777994.post-113097175668302292</id><published>2005-11-03T09:09:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-11-03T09:19:16.700+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Ready to toast again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well I am back from quite an eventful trip in France. Don't really know if I will blog about it or not....probably will when I feel I have nothing to write about or not. Blogging about Europe seems to be a bit in fashion at the moment as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jellyfishonline.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jellyfish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drivelwarehouse.com/tsp2/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Adam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;were also in Europe while I was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A brief intinerary included Paris for ten days or so while heading off to stay in Les Sables D'Olonne (think of a mix between St Kilda and Sandringham) with a detour through the Loire Valley. I stay there for two weeks or so before coming back to Paris for the last couple of days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeah I have definetely decided I will write about some of the adventures in France and all the shithouse stuff they actually have there as well as the most fantastic places to go etc etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tu as fait bon voyage? Oui, bien sur. (Sorry for all the non-frenchies, out there but it doesnt really mean anything important anyways)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777994-113097175668302292?l=societytoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://societytoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/113097175668302292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777994&amp;postID=113097175668302292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777994/posts/default/113097175668302292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777994/posts/default/113097175668302292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://societytoaster.blogspot.com/2005/11/ready-to-toast-again.html' title='Ready to toast again'/><author><name>Society Toaster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10541284816874452916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777994.post-112668998038815251</id><published>2005-09-14T19:28:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-09-14T18:56:20.393+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Vacances en France</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tomorrow I leave for an educational *cough cough* trip to gay Paris and other areas of the cultured country we call France. Therefore I won't be able to update for awhile (three weeks) because of a lack of time and lack of sanity as well. I'll try and squeeze a quickie in at some dodgey internet cafe but who knows, in France, internet cafes might seem a bit &lt;em&gt;americanne &lt;/em&gt;which we all know the French hate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Alas, before I go to tomorrow afternoon I have about a billion things to do and to pack so it seems that tonight will have to be &lt;em&gt;au revoir .&lt;/em&gt; At the moment not many people will probably miss me (or even know I exist) in blogosphere but I'll just imagine it in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So mes amis I will see you and talk to you soon or as the French say it &lt;em&gt;à bientôt.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777994-112668998038815251?l=societytoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://societytoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/112668998038815251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777994&amp;postID=112668998038815251' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777994/posts/default/112668998038815251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777994/posts/default/112668998038815251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://societytoaster.blogspot.com/2005/09/vacances-en-france.html' title='Vacances en France'/><author><name>Society Toaster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10541284816874452916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777994.post-112651751547606260</id><published>2005-09-12T19:11:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-09-29T18:30:27.483+09:30</updated><title type='text'>C-Grade Celebrities</title><content type='html'>Often I get many customers in my fun-filled and wonderful job at the local supermarket, that are semi-famous. It is always a delight to see them although half the time you're looking at them with a half dopey look on your face trying to work out where you recognise them from. They do however come under the following illustrious categories:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Football Players&lt;br /&gt;Soap Stars/ Kids Shows&lt;br /&gt;C-Grade Television Presenters&lt;br /&gt;Other mindless 'stars'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of which include, Nick 'I hurt my shoulder' Riewoldt, Trent ' Croad, Mike 'Can't get a job as a real newsreporter' Larkin, Simone 'Dumb Blonde who has finally left hubby' Warne, the girl who is in the easy mac ad and the wonderful teeny bopper TV program, the Saddle Club, and my personal favourite Stephanie 'Saggy tits' McIntosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most are all actually pretty nice and non-divaish like, but the weirdest thing is when you scan their purchases and see what they buy. No joke though, they all seem to buy Sakata's or rice crackers of some sort....maybe they're all trying to lose weight or something but seriously for a couple of them it certainly isn't working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you get really odd purchases or weird combinations as well such as three mops in one transaction or pita bread, lasagne and nail polish in one transaction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777994-112651751547606260?l=societytoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://societytoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/112651751547606260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777994&amp;postID=112651751547606260' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777994/posts/default/112651751547606260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777994/posts/default/112651751547606260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://societytoaster.blogspot.com/2005/09/c-grade-celebrities.html' title='C-Grade Celebrities'/><author><name>Society Toaster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10541284816874452916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777994.post-112571270735211040</id><published>2005-09-03T11:56:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-09-03T11:28:27.356+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Deceptively Third World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hurricane Katrina has caused devastation all over New Orleans, turning it into one of the most desperate cities in the world at the moment. The thing that is amazing though that this is America...the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;place that boasts about it's own great national health care system and social security system. Right now throughout New Orleans, children and women are being raped, people are starving and corpses are lining the streets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;To me it's fucking stupid, America is one of the economic superpowers of the world yet they can't get basic care and food to a city within it's own borders. Maybe instead of spending all it's attention on Iraq or Afghanistan they could  pay attention to the crisis at hand. Really, how hard is it to fly some supplies in when they are only a couple hours or so from New York, a so called global city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's ridiculous really as well since they &lt;em&gt;knew &lt;/em&gt;that this was coming without properly preparing for it. Better preperation would have saved many lives and now they have stopped rescuing people stranded in their waterlogged houses, meaning a possibilty of more fatalities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;America should pull its fucking finger in and give better help to those that have been affected by this horrible disaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777994-112571270735211040?l=societytoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://societytoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/112571270735211040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777994&amp;postID=112571270735211040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777994/posts/default/112571270735211040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777994/posts/default/112571270735211040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://societytoaster.blogspot.com/2005/09/deceptively-third-world.html' title='Deceptively Third World'/><author><name>Society Toaster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10541284816874452916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777994.post-112548630646412200</id><published>2005-08-31T20:12:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-08-31T20:35:06.470+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Six Coronas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yes, that's right six old Corona's to get our dear John Brogden pissed. The Liberal leader went to a press function and got a little drunk. Geez even I don't get pissed off that and I am one of the weakest drinkers I know. I nearly wet my pants laughing, when I heard that he had resigned over calling Bob Carr's wife a mail order bride. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Not only that but he also pinched a journalist on the ass and asked her if she was available. What a tool! If you going to have an affair behind your wife's back at least do it with someone who isn't going to sell your story to the tabloids 24 hours later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;All in all I really wonder if that was one of the dumbest acts in the history of Australian MP's as he was just about to have a very good chance of knocking Bob Carr's Labor ironclad hold on NSW parliament.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777994-112548630646412200?l=societytoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://societytoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/112548630646412200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777994&amp;postID=112548630646412200' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777994/posts/default/112548630646412200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777994/posts/default/112548630646412200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://societytoaster.blogspot.com/2005/08/six-coronas.html' title='Six Coronas'/><author><name>Society Toaster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10541284816874452916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777994.post-112504162815192494</id><published>2005-08-26T17:03:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-08-26T17:09:11.263+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Greatests Hits are the only hits</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I always find it amusing when different artists release so called “Greatest Hits” albums, when really they have only been around for a couple years or have only released a couple albums. The most recent addition to this pitiful and insane genre is the poppy muso-dealings of Hilary Duff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know whether you would know this or not, but she has released only TWO lame albums and both of them didn’t go to the top of the charts. I would like to know what is going to happen when she releases another album after this one.&lt;br /&gt;If she ever does release another album and it becomes successful, although highly unlikely, and releases a couple more after (which are successful as well) she will never be able to release a real Greatest Hits album. An album that people will love enjoy and actually &lt;em&gt;want  &lt;/em&gt;to buy. Seriously who wants a Hilary Duff Greatest Hits album when the most recognised song on it is one that is only recognised by teeny bopper girls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another stupid Greatest Hits album is 98° Degrees, which includes my personal favourite….KAROKE! Because you know who doesn’t love to sing along to music with words they don’t know?  Does anyone even remember this band or any songs it played? No, of course not but one person you might know in it is Nick Lachey who is married to (well for the time being) Jessica Simpson. You know his one and only claim to fame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know my favourite out of this would have to be my most beloved twins Mary Kate and Ashley Olsen! Who when they were around eight years old released a greatest hits album of all their songs in their sing-a-long show they starred in at the time. It contains the most delightful tracks such as Funky Musicology, Ghost Song (No Such Thing) and the classic B-U-T-T Out. Seriously who wants to listen to this kind of crap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in conclusion I would really have to say that if you are going to release a greatest hits album, please make sure that you have at least 5 albums with at least a couple more hits better known from a range of people than Hilary Duff and the other mediocre artists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777994-112504162815192494?l=societytoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://societytoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/112504162815192494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777994&amp;postID=112504162815192494' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777994/posts/default/112504162815192494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777994/posts/default/112504162815192494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://societytoaster.blogspot.com/2005/08/greatests-hits-are-only-hits.html' title='Greatests Hits are the only hits'/><author><name>Society Toaster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10541284816874452916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15777994.post-112495717330430676</id><published>2005-08-25T17:23:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-08-25T18:43:11.790+09:30</updated><title type='text'>le début</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the fatal beginning post...ooo how nerve wracking. I have always wanted to start a blog ever since accidentally stumbling across &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spinstartshere.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the spin starts here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; looking for Australia's next top model. ahhh that show is so bad but so delicious to watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyways I'm the society toaster and in the following weeks I will be bringing you (hopefully) the toast of society and the crap that goes along with it. please mind the shitty posts as they probably will be at the start but I'm sure will get better as time goes by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So get ready for the society's moolah I shall bring, although I think we all know deep down it will probably end up being about things I hate and what i am pissed off at in society.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but until then....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Society Toaster&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;l'fin du début&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15777994-112495717330430676?l=societytoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://societytoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/112495717330430676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15777994&amp;postID=112495717330430676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777994/posts/default/112495717330430676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15777994/posts/default/112495717330430676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://societytoaster.blogspot.com/2005/08/le-dbut.html' title='le début'/><author><name>Society Toaster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10541284816874452916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
