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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk,2009-11-12:/</id><title>MY NAME IS JAMES ALVAREZ</title><link rel="self" href="http://jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/comments/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk/"/><subtitle>My thoughts for the day.</subtitle><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-12T10:25:45+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk,2008-07-06:/2006/02/16/title~567578/#c7216454</id><title>In response to:title-567578</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk/2006/02/16/title~567578/#c7216454"/><author><name>Justin</name></author><published>2008-07-06T14:24:51+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T14:24:51+02:00</updated><content type="html">Did You Build PinoyPHP Webmail Client (Multi User)?&lt;br&gt;
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I'll consider those options.</content></entry><entry><id>tag:jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk,2006-02-19:/2006/02/16/title~567578/#c713478</id><title>In response to:title-567578</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk/2006/02/16/title~567578/#c713478"/><author><name>chrishksang</name></author><published>2006-02-19T13:01:14+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T13:01:14+01:00</updated><content type="html">Just think:&lt;br&gt;
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What would Fiddy Cent do?</content></entry><entry><id>tag:jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk,2006-01-25:/2006/01/19/joke~487675/#c602418</id><title>In response to:Joke</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk/2006/01/19/joke~487675/#c602418"/><author><name>Claire</name></author><published>2006-01-25T00:49:38+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T00:49:38+01:00</updated><content type="html">hehe people keep leaving you "you seem cool" messages on your alternative journal.. I reckon they are going by your picture.. Or possibly all the amazing death defying insights to life you make&lt;br&gt;
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yo bitch</content></entry><entry><id>tag:jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk,2006-01-14:/2006/01/12/title~463144/#c554680</id><title>In response to:title-463144</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/title~463144/#c554680"/><author><name>jamesa333uk</name></author><published>2006-01-14T03:16:40+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T03:16:40+01:00</updated><content type="html">hehe.&lt;br&gt;
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james is frightened of something&lt;br&gt;
james is frightened that something thinks james is frightened of everything&lt;br&gt;
james is pretending he isnt frightened of everything&lt;br&gt;
james is frightened something thinks james is pretending he isn't frightened of everything&lt;br&gt;
sometimes james isn't frightened, but then,&lt;br&gt;
james is frightened of being frightened of something&lt;br&gt;
james is frightened that something think james is frightened&lt;br&gt;
james pretends he isnt frightened of being frightened&lt;br&gt;
james is frightened that something thinks james is pretending to not be frightened&lt;br&gt;
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james decides to ignore everything that he thinks thinks he is frightened to show he is not frightened&lt;br&gt;
james is frightened by ignoring everything that he thinks thinks he is frightened that that everything doesn't like him for ignoring it&lt;br&gt;
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et cetera&lt;br&gt;
et cetera&lt;br&gt;
'oh woe is me' james says, as he drinks his beers and smoke his cigarettes, and realises that he can't remember exactly what he was originally scared of or why he was scared of it and exclaims 'damn those knots'&lt;br&gt;
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believe it or not thats the kind of thing I go through all the time!  luckily I've discussed these knots with others before and realise that everybody has them to some extent, and have friends with more convoluted knots than me!  Also I know my knots inside out and think I know why I have them, so they don't seem to truly annoy me much anymore.  I just call it 'feeling distanced'.&lt;br&gt;
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I should say for the readers who are utterly confused by this point, that knots is a book by r.d.laing which is a sort of frank document of the silly worlds people make up around themselves and others.  By doing so it seems to lessen the weight these knots seem to have.&lt;br&gt;
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I'm not a mega-paranoid person, but I have a bad habit of analysing everything to death, that to be honest I absolutely love doing!  But alas sometimes I wish I hadn't gone delving.  And its annoying when I can't stop thinking about something because I have to do something like revision or being nice to someone who I care about or getting to sleep or remembering to do this and that.  &lt;br&gt;
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Such is the life of me.  My mum has often told me that she has often suspected that I have very mild aspergers...  Which would explain why I have trouble stopping thinking about something when I've started.  But theres a nasty knot around that...&lt;br&gt;
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</content></entry><entry><id>tag:jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk,2006-01-14:/2006/01/12/title~463144/#c554641</id><title>In response to:title-463144</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/title~463144/#c554641"/><author><name>Again</name></author><published>2006-01-14T02:33:58+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T02:33:58+01:00</updated><content type="html">seems that the something is wrong&lt;br&gt;
or that the calling is wrong&lt;br&gt;
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hehe I know the answer&lt;br&gt;
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that book is truely making me hyper. I love it when you come across something that sums up your current views on life. Confirming you arent crazy and might even have a whiff of intelligence about you somewhere.&lt;br&gt;
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Claire wants to be intelligent&lt;br&gt;
Claire is intelligent&lt;br&gt;
Claire cant admit being intelligent because to admit intelligence makes you stupid.&lt;br&gt;
Claire is not intelligent post statement. But is intelligent for observing. She must pretend she didnt say anything and appear to think she isnt intelligent to receive confirmation of her intelligence.&lt;br&gt;
You can only be intelligent if someone else confirms it&lt;br&gt;
Nobody will confirm if you have already confirmed it&lt;br&gt;
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Im getting somewhere certainly&lt;br&gt;
Oh the silent rules we adhere to</content></entry><entry><id>tag:jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk,2006-01-14:/2006/01/12/title~463144/#c554563</id><title>In response to:title-463144</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/title~463144/#c554563"/><author><name>jamesa333uk</name></author><published>2006-01-14T01:43:58+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T01:43:58+01:00</updated><content type="html">Everybody used to call stuff gay at school.  It's because most boys going through puberty are sweating testosterone from their teeth and are anxious to declare their heterosexuality to the world. &lt;br&gt;
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I wish the word queer still meant odd and strange, as it would be ace to say, 'something queer just happened'.  It's a unfortunate word to have to be careful using.&lt;br&gt;
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It's unfortunate, the only strong words that are safe to use are 'fuck' and 'shit'.  And when I was discussing the swear words with my mum and sister, they didn't seem to think 'twunt' was as offensive as 'twat' or 'cunt' despite being a portmanteau out of the two words.  This double dissociation precisely illustrates that swear words are only offensive because they have a sort of metaphorical use, and that they become unoffensive when the meaning is distanced.&lt;br&gt;
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For instance the word bugger, seems tame as does calling someone a plonker, but I totally agree calling something gay seems wrong.</content></entry><entry><id>tag:jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk,2006-01-13:/2006/01/12/title~463144/#c554260</id><title>In response to:title-463144</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/title~463144/#c554260"/><author><name>Clairey fairy beary barely</name></author><published>2006-01-13T23:50:53+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T23:50:53+01:00</updated><content type="html">Cunt cunt cunt.. I've always liked that word.. And as a roaring female if I was ever told I cant say that word I would call that person a CUNT.&lt;br&gt;
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It's so abrupt, I've always loved saying it. Dick sounds so flacid and weak.. Cunt sounds powerful..&lt;br&gt;
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But Im probably bias (probably, que? Everyone is bias you silly cunt Claire).&lt;br&gt;
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But yeah its all about context and what people mean way they say the word. If you use cunt because you think a vagina is a horrible nasty thing and thus its an insult to call someone a vagina then .. um.. grrrr at you. But I dont believe thats how people use the word anymore. Same as calling someone gay I suppose. But I refuse to accept that the meaning behind gay has changed as much as the meaning behind cunt.&lt;br&gt;
I may sound like a contradiction, but I believe when you say "gay" as an insult you are saying that gay is a derogatory term. And it riles me when thats the only word people say "like oh my god thats so gay.. My hair is so gay" It doesnt bloody mean anything. You might as well replace every description with dot dot dot or something.&lt;br&gt;
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Where as cunt is older and doesnt mean that anymore.. Maybe.&lt;br&gt;
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Also gay used to mean happy anyway.. ah well</content></entry><entry><id>tag:jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk,2006-01-12:/2006/01/12/title~463144/#c549023</id><title>In response to:title-463144</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/title~463144/#c549023"/><author><name>jamesa333uk</name></author><published>2006-01-12T20:23:00+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T20:23:00+01:00</updated><content type="html">I just felt that reading that sentance sounded too bad with the full word!  I felt if I left it in, it would be suggesting that I was laughing at how offensive it could be to use it in that context, when in fact using it that way would be despicable.&lt;br&gt;
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</content></entry><entry><id>tag:jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk,2006-01-12:/2006/01/12/title~463144/#c548588</id><title>In response to:title-463144</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/title~463144/#c548588"/><author><name>chrishksang</name></author><published>2006-01-12T18:31:17+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T18:31:17+01:00</updated><content type="html">Why did you censor yourself in the 2nd paragraph?</content></entry><entry><id>tag:jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk,2005-12-04:/2005/11/28/proudness~343622/#c385521</id><title>In response to:proudness</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk/2005/11/28/proudness~343622/#c385521"/><author><name></name></author><published>2005-12-04T12:44:07+01:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T12:44:07+01:00</updated><content type="html">ACHH! I hate the way universities steal from their students. It happens in all disciplines.&lt;br&gt;
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Oh by the way - Hello.</content></entry><entry><id>tag:jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk,2005-11-26:/2005/11/23/yay~332828/#c359818</id><title>In response to:yay</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk/2005/11/23/yay~332828/#c359818"/><author><name>shrawan</name></author><published>2005-11-26T07:52:41+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T07:52:41+01:00</updated><content type="html">congrats for getting job.</content></entry><entry><id>tag:jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk,2005-11-24:/2005/11/23/yay~332828/#c355335</id><title>In response to:yay</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk/2005/11/23/yay~332828/#c355335"/><author><name>LoobyLou</name></author><published>2005-11-24T19:56:38+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T19:56:38+01:00</updated><content type="html">It wouldn't be a small child, it would be a little fatty if all it did was eat Kitkats 24 hours a day. Good use of the calculator.. lol</content></entry><entry><id>tag:jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk,2005-11-24:/2005/11/23/yay~332828/#c355157</id><title>In response to:yay</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk/2005/11/23/yay~332828/#c355157"/><author><name>chrishksang</name></author><published>2005-11-24T18:58:32+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T18:58:32+01:00</updated><content type="html">Rubbish. Thats less than 2 an hour. A small child could do that.</content></entry><entry><id>tag:jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk,2005-11-24:/2005/11/23/yay~332828/#c354162</id><title>In response to:yay</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk/2005/11/23/yay~332828/#c354162"/><author><name>LoobyLou</name></author><published>2005-11-24T14:05:44+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T14:05:44+01:00</updated><content type="html">40 kitkats, that is impressive. Congrats on the job too, that is also impressive.</content></entry><entry><id>tag:jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk,2005-11-24:/2005/11/22/sleeping_pill_time~329965/#c353079</id><title>In response to:sleeping pill time.</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk/2005/11/22/sleeping_pill_time~329965/#c353079"/><author><name>jamesa333uk</name></author><published>2005-11-24T01:06:23+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T01:06:23+01:00</updated><content type="html">That's exactly what I need.  I have a fair few months to wait for that though unfortunatly.</content></entry><entry><id>tag:jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk,2005-11-23:/2005/11/22/sleeping_pill_time~329965/#c351881</id><title>In response to:sleeping pill time.</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk/2005/11/22/sleeping_pill_time~329965/#c351881"/><author><name>LoobyLou</name></author><published>2005-11-23T18:56:57+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T18:56:57+01:00</updated><content type="html">You need an extreme shot of intense sunshine..!</content></entry><entry><id>tag:jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk,2005-11-22:/2005/11/22/a_winter_poem~328177/#c347230</id><title>In response to:a winter poem:</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk/2005/11/22/a_winter_poem~328177/#c347230"/><author><name>jamesa333uk</name></author><published>2005-11-22T12:25:12+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T12:25:12+01:00</updated><content type="html">it's a poem, poems are often fantasy based, I would never hit someone with a broken bottle, unless they were attacking me and that was my only line of defence.  The image works poeticly as it shows how strongly my negative feelings are for winter that when people talk about liking it I want to hit them.  It's deep, because basicly I'm jealous of people who seem to be largely unaffected by winter, reminding me of my dormouse gene that I inherited somewhere down the line.&lt;br&gt;
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Why do I hate winter so much?  More poems coming up soon.</content></entry><entry><id>tag:jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk,2005-11-22:/2005/11/22/a_winter_poem~328177/#c347219</id><title>In response to:a winter poem:</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk/2005/11/22/a_winter_poem~328177/#c347219"/><author><name></name></author><published>2005-11-22T12:21:06+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T12:21:06+01:00</updated><content type="html">well come up here and take a swing...lol&lt;br&gt;
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</content></entry><entry><id>tag:jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk,2005-11-20:/2005/11/12/my_creative_work_today~302735/#c341310</id><title>In response to:My creative work today</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk/2005/11/12/my_creative_work_today~302735/#c341310"/><author><name>T_Stash</name></author><published>2005-11-20T00:44:56+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T00:44:56+01:00</updated><content type="html">That is actually sick. It took me a while to see the angry mouse but I'm chuffed now I have. Layers man. I may try this concept myself</content></entry><entry><id>tag:jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk,2005-11-19:/2005/11/18/joke~317631/#c339895</id><title>In response to:Joke</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk/2005/11/18/joke~317631/#c339895"/><author><name>jamesa333uk</name></author><published>2005-11-19T13:58:24+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T13:58:24+01:00</updated><content type="html">Thankyou for your comment, I'm glad to know my talent interests you.</content></entry><entry><id>tag:jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk,2005-11-19:/2005/11/18/joke~317631/#c339828</id><title>In response to:Joke</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk/2005/11/18/joke~317631/#c339828"/><author><name>shrawan</name></author><published>2005-11-19T13:24:58+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T13:24:58+01:00</updated><content type="html">interesting</content></entry><entry><id>tag:jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk,2005-11-13:/2005/11/12/my_creative_work_today~302735/#c323918</id><title>In response to:My creative work today</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk/2005/11/12/my_creative_work_today~302735/#c323918"/><author><name>puredawn</name></author><published>2005-11-13T21:54:03+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T21:54:03+01:00</updated><content type="html">Well, the tibetans have their prayer wheels...</content></entry><entry><id>tag:jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk,2005-11-12:/2005/11/12/today_i~302704/#c321409</id><title>In response to:Today I</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk/2005/11/12/today_i~302704/#c321409"/><author><name>chrishksang</name></author><published>2005-11-12T20:00:35+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T20:00:35+01:00</updated><content type="html">Hahaha. You nob.</content></entry><entry><id>tag:jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk,2005-11-12:/2005/11/12/today_i~302704/#c321350</id><title>In response to:Today I</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk/2005/11/12/today_i~302704/#c321350"/><author><name>jamesa333uk</name></author><published>2005-11-12T19:39:35+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T19:39:35+01:00</updated><content type="html">FUCK OFF MY BLOG U TWAT</content></entry><entry><id>tag:jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk,2005-11-12:/2005/11/12/today_i~302704/#c321325</id><title>In response to:Today I</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk/2005/11/12/today_i~302704/#c321325"/><author><name>prydwen</name></author><published>2005-11-12T19:27:51+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T19:27:51+01:00</updated><content type="html">"To see a world in a grain of sand and heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand and eternity in an hour."&lt;br&gt;
-- William Blake (1757-1827), </content></entry><entry><id>tag:jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk,2005-11-12:/2005/11/12/today_i~302704/#c321324</id><title>In response to:Today I</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jamesalvarez.blog.co.uk/2005/11/12/today_i~302704/#c321324"/><author><name>prydwen</name></author><published>2005-11-12T19:27:51+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T19:27:51+01:00</updated><content type="html">"To see a world in a grain of sand and heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand and eternity in an hour."&lt;br&gt;
-- William Blake (1757-1827), </content></entry></feed>
