<?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-12162233</id><updated>2011-08-07T20:53:43.112-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Adventures of Sir Malay Raffles</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spikey27.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12162233/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spikey27.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sir Malay Raffles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08479147304238678238</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>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12162233.post-111388368818701928</id><published>2005-04-19T00:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T00:08:08.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifth Post</title><content type='html'>Well, I woke up Sunday, and immediately had to get ready for church. Sucky indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring day, not much happened.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until 6pm! I was in the ClubVibes.com $200 Freeroll. I got first place! wOOt! I would add details, but time just passed midnight. I have been up doing notecards and latin homework that I should have done this afternoon. Also, a good friend of mine (ex-girlfriend even) is going through a pretty bad time, so I was trying to think of how to respond to her LiveJournal entry tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhatchamajiggers, I'll post tomorrow. Before night. With details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12162233-111388368818701928?l=spikey27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spikey27.blogspot.com/feeds/111388368818701928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12162233&amp;postID=111388368818701928' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12162233/posts/default/111388368818701928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12162233/posts/default/111388368818701928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spikey27.blogspot.com/2005/04/fifth-post.html' title='Fifth Post'/><author><name>Sir Malay Raffles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08479147304238678238</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-12162233.post-111370297009812833</id><published>2005-04-16T21:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T22:08:03.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fourth Post</title><content type='html'>Pancakes and sausage from McDonalds for breakfast. A perfect start to my day. Unfortunately, it turned out quite boring, as most weekends are. My parents left for about two hours at 1:00pm, so that was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I registered with two online casinos today to get their free sign up bonus. One was for $10 and I played that out with a hand of Let 'em Ride, which is an awsome casino poker game, then a few hands of Casino War, a very simple but boring game, and finally Deuces Wild Video Poker. After uninstalling that one, I tried out the second that I downloaded, only to find that there is a bunch of stuff to do to get the bonus, so I uninstalled that as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, about half an hour before the parents came back, I played a classical piece on the piano. I was bored and hadnt played piano in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes after my parents came home, my dad interupted my watching of the movie 'Cheaters' to get me to go find our property lines because a lot beside us has been vacant for a while so we have been putting stuff on it, but it will be sold soon. It didnt take long because we got pretty close the first time we measured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When that was done, dad and I decided to go to the newly reopened driving range to hit some golf balls. I havent played at all in at least half a year, except the Sunday of two weeks ago, when my parents were gone for around 6 and a half hours so I chipped some golf balls in the back yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, when I got back from the driving range, I checked on Totse right quick. There was a new thread for people to post their AIM screen name. I posted mine, then got all the people's whose I didnt know yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I checked out the TV and the 100 hottest people was on, so I watched a little of that. I can't even remember who the people were that I saw. Then I watched the first few minutes of a movie called 'Trippin', but it really sucked, so I started watching 'Boondock Saints' again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now! Tune in later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12162233-111370297009812833?l=spikey27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spikey27.blogspot.com/feeds/111370297009812833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12162233&amp;postID=111370297009812833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12162233/posts/default/111370297009812833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12162233/posts/default/111370297009812833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spikey27.blogspot.com/2005/04/fourth-post.html' title='Fourth Post'/><author><name>Sir Malay Raffles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08479147304238678238</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-12162233.post-111366365730691325</id><published>2005-04-16T10:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T11:08:52.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Third Post</title><content type='html'>Last night, I was playing some NL .25 Hold'em circa midnight. I got to a table and there were two guys on opposite sides of the table battleing it out... and chatting alot. Apparently they scared the only other person because he left before the next hand was delt. Well, I was in the hand and got J4o in the big blind. Call-Call-Check to the flop. Flop came JQ4... :D:D:D lol. They kept on chatting Bullshit like First saying "Hmmmm, I wonder what the 'Raise' button does... I think I'll click on it." Well, First did indeed click 'Raise'; God was smileing on me. Second said something like "My hand isn't great so I'll fold." then clicks 'Call' and says "Oops! I didn't mean to click that!" I called also. The turn was a Jack... and my money card. &lt;em&gt;Attention ladies and gentlemen: we have hit a FULL HOUSE. I repeat: we have hit a FULL HOUSE.&lt;/em&gt; After somemore bull, they both raised makeing it around 20 to go for me. I called with well-faked reluctance. On the river, some rag card comes up. I think with my call, the two dumbasses got a little scared. Neither of them bet. I did, however. All in, in fact. First made up some bullshit about going to try out the 'Fold' button to see what it does. Second called me with cowboys in the hole plus the table jacks for two pair. Needless to say, I had him far out matched. I had almost tripled up on the first hand. I (heart) dumbass poker players:). I left soon after, having quadrupled my buy-in into 200.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12162233-111366365730691325?l=spikey27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spikey27.blogspot.com/feeds/111366365730691325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12162233&amp;postID=111366365730691325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12162233/posts/default/111366365730691325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12162233/posts/default/111366365730691325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spikey27.blogspot.com/2005/04/third-post.html' title='Third Post'/><author><name>Sir Malay Raffles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08479147304238678238</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-12162233.post-111359603058603450</id><published>2005-04-15T15:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T16:40:04.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Post</title><content type='html'>Well, today was pretty normal. I woke up at 6am with all of three hours of sleep. I had been 4-tableing a few SnG's (Sit 'n' Go's, its another name for a single table poker tournament) and a MTT (Multi Table Tournament, poker) last night. I was really successful for a while... then dropped back down to about even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to school today, I saw Kate and K.C. and waved vigorously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much happened before school, except Suzanna(spelling?), after reading my "The Robots Made Me Do It" shirt, jokeingly claimed that the robots made me rape her. Talk about awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In first block, we read for the first half of the class. The second half was spent in the computer lab where everyone except me was researching their topics. I, however, was simply entertaining myself by Googleing "Whatchamacallit" and "Whatchamajigger", trying to open up my My Pictures folder on my iPod on the computer, and reading off various interesting entries in the a.s.h. methods file to the people surrounding me. Also, today was Jon's b-day so I told him I would tell JD and get him a complimentary bj. He freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In second block, we had a test. I dont think I did well at all. Then we attempted to watch Brett's recording of his and the rest of the Voice of the Voiceless (a monthly student newspaper which discusses more serious topics like politics) crew's interviews with WWAY. His tape was messed up so we couldn't watch it. Sad Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third block was third block as usual. Mr. Brush spent half the class telling us how to do stuff then repeating it multiple times, as usual, finally ending with a 20 minute lecture about how we never get enough done, as usual. So, we started our work for the day and, as usual, I got done before everyone else and continued to Monday's work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was crazy which is always good, but Kelcie was absent, which is always sucky. Anywhatchamacallit, Amiee spent some time hanging out with us in the begining. Suzanna(spelling again) practically clung to me like an addict does to heroin. Well, I wasn't injected so I guess that was a bad comparisson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now I'm home. I just had some pizza and hot wings delivered. The pizza was/is good, but the hot wings were horrible. Dad always goes to a certain bar on Fridays after work and they have the most awesomest yummierest wings in the whole world. He brings some home alot of times, so I hope he does today.  I just lost a MTT $50 Freeroll, 20-some minutes after I started. I wasn't really paying attention, I just wanted something to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12162233-111359603058603450?l=spikey27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spikey27.blogspot.com/feeds/111359603058603450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12162233&amp;postID=111359603058603450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12162233/posts/default/111359603058603450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12162233/posts/default/111359603058603450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spikey27.blogspot.com/2005/04/second-post.html' title='Second Post'/><author><name>Sir Malay Raffles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08479147304238678238</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-12162233.post-111344394186344280</id><published>2005-04-13T21:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T18:19:52.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The first post on most blogs tells the readers about the person of whom the blog is about... however, I really don't feel like typeing all that out, so I will probably post it later on just put it on my profile. After all, thats what its there for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Anywhen, I didn't have to go to flex today (a class at 7:00am) so I was pretty happy about that. It was raining slightly this morning, and when I got to school all my peeps were under the walkway overhang. On my arrival, I found Bob attempting to fit a wristband onto his wrist that wouldnt go over his hand. Kat, his girlfriend, was telling him to stop before he breaks his knucle or gets it stuck, but as usual seemed to find his stupidity more amusing that reason to worry. Today was the "Day of Silence" and my friends Kate, Stephanie, KC, Ian, Nicole and a few others were participateing. Kate came over to our morning group and we tried to get her to talk before she threatned to kick the guys in the balls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Not much else happened until first block. Our bellwork was to write a little bit about our research topic that we chose yesterday. I wrote about Jeffrey Dahmer(spelling?) being that my topic is murderers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;There was much more to my day, but I must go now. Ill post later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12162233-111344394186344280?l=spikey27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spikey27.blogspot.com/feeds/111344394186344280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12162233&amp;postID=111344394186344280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12162233/posts/default/111344394186344280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12162233/posts/default/111344394186344280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spikey27.blogspot.com/2005/04/first-post.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>Sir Malay Raffles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08479147304238678238</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></feed>
