<?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-7401832620882742999</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:52:46.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>efasthinking</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efazblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7401832620882742999/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efazblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>*~Efa~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14622444343360879757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/SPMtMpqYI5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ge5YFey2C4/S220/359514895a8069998916l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7401832620882742999.post-9068874449729305027</id><published>2008-12-02T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T10:41:16.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PR Writing Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/STa_M-7joVI/AAAAAAAAACI/DtKNDBWgJAQ/s1600-h/santa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/STa_M-7joVI/AAAAAAAAACI/DtKNDBWgJAQ/s200/santa.jpg" border="0" alt="santa's little helper"id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275614243283247442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;For Immediate Release&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rennicks PR&lt;br /&gt;Aoife McCarron&lt;br /&gt;Grafton Street&lt;br /&gt;Dublin&lt;br /&gt;01-55546789&lt;br /&gt;www.RennicksPR.ie&lt;br /&gt;28th November 2008 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;ISPCA Launches Celebrity Christmas Card Campaign&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ISPCA (The Irish Society of Prevention of Cruelty to Animals) is to launch a Celebrity Christmas Card Campaign featuring well-known Irish men and women and their pets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year in Ireland, a large number of pets are bought as Christmas presents and then abandoned a few days or weeks later, when people realise the amount of care and attention they need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The series of Christmas cards feature well-known Irish men and women and their pets, including TV3 weatherman John Murphy and his golden retriever Rex and newsreader Anne Foyle and her Persian cat; whom all gave their services for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon Owen, spokesperson for the ISPCA disclosed: “The Christmas card market is a very big competitive one but we’re confident our cards will sell. We’ve chosen celebrities who people can relate to and we’re hoping to attract the attention of animal-lovers across the country”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cards cost €5 for a pack and they will be available in all major retail stores from Saturday 24th November. For further information on the campaign log on to www.ispca.ie or telephone 01-12345678 between 9am and 5pm, Monday to Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; ### &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aoife McCarron&lt;br /&gt;0876543211&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7401832620882742999-9068874449729305027?l=efazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efazblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9068874449729305027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7401832620882742999&amp;postID=9068874449729305027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7401832620882742999/posts/default/9068874449729305027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7401832620882742999/posts/default/9068874449729305027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efazblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/for-immediate-release-rennicks-pr-aoife.html' title='PR Writing Blog'/><author><name>*~Efa~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14622444343360879757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/SPMtMpqYI5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ge5YFey2C4/S220/359514895a8069998916l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/STa_M-7joVI/AAAAAAAAACI/DtKNDBWgJAQ/s72-c/santa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7401832620882742999.post-580527808792815822</id><published>2008-11-30T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T10:40:53.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Search Engine Optimisation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/STbMgV6CArI/AAAAAAAAACQ/txBUlR7_bw8/s1600-h/search_engine_optimisation_clip_image002.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 178px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/STbMgV6CArI/AAAAAAAAACQ/txBUlR7_bw8/s200/search_engine_optimisation_clip_image002.gif" border="0" alt="Search Engine Statistics"id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275628869519540914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every businesses primary objective is to get as much information about their product and sevices to their target market whilst obtaining as much PR as possible as cheaply as possible. Search Engine Optimisation allows businesses all over the world to achieve this goal. However there is severe competition within the Search Engine Market as every business wants to win first position on a search engine search. The reason for this is,statistics show that most of us tend to click into one of the first three sites on the results page of our search and therefore a business must identify target keyphrases, include keyphrases in the page and get links to their site in order to be in with a chance of nabbing that No1 position. A business such as Ryanair must be able to predict what their costumer would search for. Google has hi-tech equipment which can retrieve statistical results on what customers type into a search engine search bar which business such as Ryanair could request. A business should ensure it includes keyphrases on its webpage in places like it's title page, headings, regular text, bold text. A business should also try to get links to their site as this will make your page more reputable.Business analyse the results of carrying out all these tips frequently in a hope to appear at the toip of a google search one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7401832620882742999-580527808792815822?l=efazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efazblog.blogspot.com/feeds/580527808792815822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7401832620882742999&amp;postID=580527808792815822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7401832620882742999/posts/default/580527808792815822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7401832620882742999/posts/default/580527808792815822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efazblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/digital-marketing.html' title='Search Engine Optimisation'/><author><name>*~Efa~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14622444343360879757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/SPMtMpqYI5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ge5YFey2C4/S220/359514895a8069998916l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/STbMgV6CArI/AAAAAAAAACQ/txBUlR7_bw8/s72-c/search_engine_optimisation_clip_image002.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7401832620882742999.post-850993584640673684</id><published>2008-11-29T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T10:41:41.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Virtual Communities</title><content type='html'>A virtual community is defined as a, gathering place for people and businesses that do not have a physical existence. There are many different virtual communities which exist on the internet such as blogs, instant messaging systems . I feel people who participate in Virtual Communities such as "Second Life" are using this internet phenomenon as a way to escape the world they live in. However I myself am a member of a virtual community as i am a member of bebo, I use this virtual community to remain in contact with my friends and family not to escape the world around me. I do believe a virtual community is a very smart and unique way to promote your business and gain more recognition by your target market as it allows you to get customer feedback that you can use to your advantage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7401832620882742999-850993584640673684?l=efazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efazblog.blogspot.com/feeds/850993584640673684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7401832620882742999&amp;postID=850993584640673684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7401832620882742999/posts/default/850993584640673684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7401832620882742999/posts/default/850993584640673684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efazblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/virtual-communities.html' title='Virtual Communities'/><author><name>*~Efa~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14622444343360879757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/SPMtMpqYI5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ge5YFey2C4/S220/359514895a8069998916l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7401832620882742999.post-4048313996210105521</id><published>2008-11-26T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T10:42:03.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sex Industry in Ireland</title><content type='html'>Prostitution in Ireland has been around since the 19th and early 20th century when Dublin was awash with brothels and reputedly the largest red light district in Europe.Although prostitution itself is not an offence under Irish law, the Criminal Law (Sexual Offences) Act of 1993 prohibits soliciting or importuning another person in a street or public place for the purpose of prostitution (This offence applies to prostitute and client.). The minimum legal age for a prostitute in Ireland is eighteen and child prostitution Legislation exists to protect persons under this age. When drugs hit Ireland in the 1980s, drug addicted prostitutes and low-level pimps became a feature of the streets, and the prostitutes who weren’t on drugs and the customers started moving indoors rapidly. I read that a man kicked and punched a woman he bought when she tried to stop him taking photographs of her lying naked in a Dublin hotel room. When she tried to take the camera off him, she was thrown against the wall, punched in the face several times and kicked. This clearly dangerous and sick world has, in recent years, become very popular on the internet. Child pornography and abuse have soared due this fact and I feel that this industry is out of control. The sex industry is undoubtedly a dangerous one and should be ended at once.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7401832620882742999-4048313996210105521?l=efazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efazblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4048313996210105521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7401832620882742999&amp;postID=4048313996210105521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7401832620882742999/posts/default/4048313996210105521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7401832620882742999/posts/default/4048313996210105521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efazblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/sex-industry-in-ireland.html' title='The Sex Industry in Ireland'/><author><name>*~Efa~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14622444343360879757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/SPMtMpqYI5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ge5YFey2C4/S220/359514895a8069998916l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7401832620882742999.post-5090458505344171062</id><published>2008-11-21T02:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T10:42:21.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God I Crack Myself Up Sometimes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/SS5wL-HZKOI/AAAAAAAAABw/wRi6-OoUGlQ/s1600-h/father+son.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/SS5wL-HZKOI/AAAAAAAAABw/wRi6-OoUGlQ/s320/father+son.jpg" border="0" alt="Johnny&amp;his Father"id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273275564652308706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Johnny's&lt;/span&gt; father decided to go and visit his neighbours-who had recently had a little baby boy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Johnny&lt;/span&gt; really wanted to go too, but his father was reluctant to let him because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Johnny&lt;/span&gt; is a very spoken boy who lacks tact and his father was afraid he would offend their neighbours as he knew the their baby was born with only one ear!!!However &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Johnny&lt;/span&gt; wouldn't stop nagging him, so finally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Johnny's&lt;/span&gt; father agreed to let him go, but not before he told him about the babies lack of ear and warned him not to offend their neighbours. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Johnny&lt;/span&gt; agreed so off they went next door on their visit. When &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Johnny&lt;/span&gt; and his father arrived at their neighbours house Mary(the babies mother) opened the door and welcomed them into her sitting room. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Johnny's&lt;/span&gt; face lit up as he played with the baby the whole visit, not once mentioning the babies lack of ear, his father was so proud of him and decided that he'd get him a treat when they get home for being such a good boy. Anyway, it was time to go but just before they left, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Johnny&lt;/span&gt; said to Mary, "God, your baby has lovely eyes...they're really nice...can he see alright with those eyes and all??" and Mary replied "O God yes, he's got great eyesight...really really good eyesight!!!" and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Johnny&lt;/span&gt; replied "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ach&lt;/span&gt; well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; good because he'd be fucked if he had to get glasses!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7401832620882742999-5090458505344171062?l=efazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efazblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5090458505344171062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7401832620882742999&amp;postID=5090458505344171062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7401832620882742999/posts/default/5090458505344171062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7401832620882742999/posts/default/5090458505344171062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efazblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/god-i-crack-myself-up-sometimes.html' title='God I Crack Myself Up Sometimes...'/><author><name>*~Efa~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14622444343360879757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/SPMtMpqYI5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ge5YFey2C4/S220/359514895a8069998916l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/SS5wL-HZKOI/AAAAAAAAABw/wRi6-OoUGlQ/s72-c/father+son.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7401832620882742999.post-3762473652297325479</id><published>2008-11-18T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T10:42:49.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The DKIT Windmill</title><content type='html'>DKIT Windmill is amazing...I look out my window at it daily watching it intently as it rotates.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some interesting facts about the DKIT windmill:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can see it right now&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It has three spikes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It spins around &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Its creepy sometimes when it stops-that scares me:(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sometimes it makes our TV go funny&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some days its very very fast and other days it is very very slow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's windmillish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Overall I love the DKIT windmill...it is the highlight of my life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU WINDMILL...DON'T YOU EVER DIE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7401832620882742999-3762473652297325479?l=efazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efazblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3762473652297325479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7401832620882742999&amp;postID=3762473652297325479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7401832620882742999/posts/default/3762473652297325479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7401832620882742999/posts/default/3762473652297325479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efazblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/dkit-windmill.html' title='The DKIT Windmill'/><author><name>*~Efa~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14622444343360879757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/SPMtMpqYI5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ge5YFey2C4/S220/359514895a8069998916l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7401832620882742999.post-1658237517880555130</id><published>2008-11-17T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T10:43:34.014-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Monday Blues</title><content type='html'>What is it with Mondays?? Why are Mondays the hardest day of the week to get through?? Why can’t it be Wednesday, Thursday or Friday?? Today has to be the worst day ever!! Now don’t get me wrong, nothing went majorly wrong for me...however nothing went majorly right either!!! It all really started to go wrong yesterday, at work, when my boss asked me to work the 12-10 shift instead of my 4 hour 12-5 one which I was roistered for!!!(however this appeal was not issued until he was certain I had been talking to my work colleague Katie who disclosed, that my boss had actually threatened to fire her for refusing to work this very same 9 hour shift-twisted prick!!). I reluctantly agreed to work these extra hours, even though I knew I had to catch the 7 O clock bus to Dundalk!! Due to this incredibly horrible event it meant I had to get up at 6am this morning in order to get a lift up to Dundalk with my Dad (who was thrilled to have been given this chore). When I finally reached Dundalk I went to my 9 O clock lecture-it was fun!!(NOT). Then I had a 2 hour break which I was planning on catching some Zzzzz’s in, until my so called pal Gillian text me and asked me what the layout of a press release was for our exam this evening...of course I hadn’t a clue...and so I ended up studying that!!!(not a happy camper) Then I went to my Graphic Design lecture (no more needs to be said I believe). Straight after that I went to my Online PR lecture where I was reminded that I had to have 5 blogs written by Tuesday evening (which equals more fun for aoife!!) Then I had my exam, which went pretty well considering I had forgotten about it!!! And now I’m writing this...with a million and one other chores that need to be done...so bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7401832620882742999-1658237517880555130?l=efazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efazblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1658237517880555130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7401832620882742999&amp;postID=1658237517880555130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7401832620882742999/posts/default/1658237517880555130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7401832620882742999/posts/default/1658237517880555130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efazblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/monday-blues.html' title='The Monday Blues'/><author><name>*~Efa~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14622444343360879757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/SPMtMpqYI5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ge5YFey2C4/S220/359514895a8069998916l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7401832620882742999.post-6682029525716035931</id><published>2008-11-15T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T10:48:11.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Driver!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/STbOlGw_b5I/AAAAAAAAACY/lZtyKSONZxE/s1600-h/crazy+driver.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 164px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/STbOlGw_b5I/AAAAAAAAACY/lZtyKSONZxE/s200/crazy+driver.png" border="0" alt="crazy driver"id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275631150377693074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I can’t stand is...ROAD RAGE. Today I was working the 12-5 shift at the shop, and at 5 my Dad collected me in our little 97 Nissan Almera. We were driving down the road (well we say road but we really mean dirt track!!) when this crazy Ford Focus came up behind us. The driver of this Focus was driving way to close to us (like his/her lights were glaring in the back window-blinding us), then the driver of the Focus began trying to over take us (but he was able to because the road was too narrow!).After a few failed attempts of over taking our Almera, the driver began to honk his horn at us...at this point my Dad was in no way a happy man and started honking the horn back. Then, the Ford Focus came up beside us (on a corner might I add) and basically mowed us off the road!!!I could even repeat my Dads reaction to this but as I'm sure you have guessed it was far from a happy one!!!I don't understand why drivers have to be like this!!!...he could have killed us all by doing what he did. Does this not register??? It certainly should, are we not reminded from horrific advertisements on the TV often enough??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7401832620882742999-6682029525716035931?l=efazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efazblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6682029525716035931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7401832620882742999&amp;postID=6682029525716035931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7401832620882742999/posts/default/6682029525716035931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7401832620882742999/posts/default/6682029525716035931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efazblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/crazy-driver.html' title='Crazy Driver!!'/><author><name>*~Efa~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14622444343360879757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/SPMtMpqYI5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ge5YFey2C4/S220/359514895a8069998916l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/STbOlGw_b5I/AAAAAAAAACY/lZtyKSONZxE/s72-c/crazy+driver.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7401832620882742999.post-4759398796501306646</id><published>2008-11-07T01:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T10:44:31.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/SRQWBsZOzGI/AAAAAAAAABo/Gs2NpH80Dko/s1600-h/My+girlies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265858082655620194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" alt="Friends" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/SRQWBsZOzGI/AAAAAAAAABo/Gs2NpH80Dko/s320/My+girlies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Friends are hard to come by"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...thats what my Mammy always says...I used to just laugh at her!...but now I see that she's right...but don't tell her I said that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my opinion a true friend is one who:&lt;br /&gt;picks you up (physically or emotionally),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;puts up with your fowl moods and tantrums (because they know your under an incredible amount of stress and that they would be ten times worse in your position),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bitches about family members and friends (all the while knowing that you love them to bits),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is always at the other end of the phone when you need a chat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;always laughs at the silly tings you do,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and lastly helps you through the toughest most challenging times of your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been lucky enough to meet five such people...so far...and I count myself lucky to have done so (as many others wander through life without making any true friendships). Without the great friendships I have built over the last eighteen years...I would not be the person I am today. Friends give you confidence,support and a sense of belonging and so much more aswell. This blog is not based on any factual information I have discovered through the use of the internet, library etc...but instead is based on my own understanding of a friends importance in someones life. I truely believe that friendships are the most important bonds you will ever make and this is why you should maintain them and watch them flourish!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7401832620882742999-4759398796501306646?l=efazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efazblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4759398796501306646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7401832620882742999&amp;postID=4759398796501306646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7401832620882742999/posts/default/4759398796501306646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7401832620882742999/posts/default/4759398796501306646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efazblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>*~Efa~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14622444343360879757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/SPMtMpqYI5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ge5YFey2C4/S220/359514895a8069998916l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/SRQWBsZOzGI/AAAAAAAAABo/Gs2NpH80Dko/s72-c/My+girlies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7401832620882742999.post-7462246774602822436</id><published>2008-10-19T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T10:50:26.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awww...doggies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/SPuXNUsBVSI/AAAAAAAAAAo/7Ykv59c032s/s1600-h/doggies.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258963245032625442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="doggies" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/SPuXNUsBVSI/AAAAAAAAAAo/7Ykv59c032s/s400/doggies.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't dese little doggies luk SO cute:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://images.google.ie/images?hl=en&amp;q=cute+puppys&amp;um=1&amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;sa=X&amp;oi=image_result_group&amp;resnum=4&amp;ct=title"here&gt; for more cute pictures of puppies&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/7401832620882742999-7462246774602822436?l=efazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efazblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7462246774602822436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7401832620882742999&amp;postID=7462246774602822436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7401832620882742999/posts/default/7462246774602822436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7401832620882742999/posts/default/7462246774602822436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efazblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/awwwdoggies.html' title='Awww...doggies'/><author><name>*~Efa~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14622444343360879757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/SPMtMpqYI5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ge5YFey2C4/S220/359514895a8069998916l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/SPuXNUsBVSI/AAAAAAAAAAo/7Ykv59c032s/s72-c/doggies.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7401832620882742999.post-3402031585439035758</id><published>2008-10-13T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T10:47:03.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Unfortunate Soap Dillemma</title><content type='html'>I write today in a foul mood:(...as I know I wont see my favorite soaps...Home&amp;amp;Away and Neighbours!!! The last time I saw Home&amp;amp;Away...Leah was mourning the death of her dead husband!!!...AND... i caught the last like 5seconds of Neighbours the other day...and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GUESS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;WHAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;....Carmella's boyfriend is......&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;DEAD!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;thought id change my colour of writing to display my horror at what i have just found out....i have just discovered that people in this big wide world don't actually watch these soaps...like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;GILLIAN MCGRATH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHAME ON YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7401832620882742999-3402031585439035758?l=efazblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efazblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3402031585439035758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7401832620882742999&amp;postID=3402031585439035758' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7401832620882742999/posts/default/3402031585439035758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7401832620882742999/posts/default/3402031585439035758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efazblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-unfortunate-soap-dillemma.html' title='My Unfortunate Soap Dillemma'/><author><name>*~Efa~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14622444343360879757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPocsJ8cFfw/SPMtMpqYI5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ge5YFey2C4/S220/359514895a8069998916l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
