<?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-23874172</id><updated>2011-11-15T17:54:18.395+01:00</updated><category term='us'/><category term='cover'/><category term='mark ronson'/><category term='the smiths'/><category term='stop me'/><category term='regina spektor'/><title type='text'>mono no aware</title><subtitle type='html'>All we ever wanted was everything</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23874172.post-5660919748942166298</id><published>2007-05-16T00:11:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T00:11:56.966+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='regina spektor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>regina</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9pKujuTgtL0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9pKujuTgtL0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regina spektor - us&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-5660919748942166298?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/5660919748942166298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=5660919748942166298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/5660919748942166298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/5660919748942166298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2007/05/regina.html' title='regina'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-7520808592238304069</id><published>2007-05-16T00:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T00:12:33.009+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the smiths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mark ronson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stop me'/><title type='text'>a short note on why mark ronson is a genius</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C6ekBbmOcKA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C6ekBbmOcKA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mark ronson - stop me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-7520808592238304069?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/7520808592238304069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=7520808592238304069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/7520808592238304069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/7520808592238304069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2007/05/short-note-on-why-mark-ronson-is-genius.html' title='a short note on why mark ronson is a genius'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-116855204341574540</id><published>2007-01-11T22:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T22:24:27.023+01:00</updated><title type='text'>a short one</title><content type='html'>it's quite a shame i kept silent for so long, but either felt like time passed too fast to grab it and put in words or like too many things invested my head, all top priority and made it quite impossible to find a spare second. the holiday break (took 3 free days from work before the new year's day) was what i totally needed, deserved, craved for. aparat from one day when i had to finish my thesis for post-grad studies, i spent that time idly in superwarm atmosphere with my family. then kamil came back and we would still just do nothing, do shopping or go to a hairdresser together. this made me a short-haired brunette, first time in some 20 years, quite an experience, but i love it. i feel like my face is much more mine, more distinct, maybe even more cartoonesque, but definitely fresher. my father and my brother acted all funny, pretending to be devastated by it, but apart from them noone was that brave to tell me it wasn't the best idea... ;) for the new year's eve we went with a great bunch of friends to kamil's summer house - some fabulous 3 days, definitely worth repeating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, after i came back to work, i just couldn't get down to it properly, or to anything really. i just knew i hate my client, need more sleep and desperately crave for cold winter with blindening sun instead of those grey semi-nights and disgusting, mild temperatures. i just felt like i'm about to start decaying. since it couldn't have been pms, after a week i decided to help myself with deprim. winter blues without winter. after four days it already looks like st john's wort was a good choice. now i only need a miracle to get me through sunday closing exams at post-grad studies. i hope this weekend the sun will shine on. and if not, i may try helping it with thoughts of holiday in tuscany and rome - oh, how i already love it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now playing: leonard cohen . famous blue raincoat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-116855204341574540?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/116855204341574540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=116855204341574540' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/116855204341574540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/116855204341574540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2007/01/short-one.html' title='a short one'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23874172.post-116568087004135164</id><published>2006-12-09T17:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T22:11:45.356+01:00</updated><title type='text'>om</title><content type='html'>Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup&lt;br /&gt;They slither wildly as they slip away across the universe&lt;br /&gt;Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my open mind&lt;br /&gt;Possessing and caressing me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my world&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Beatles - Across the Universe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-116568087004135164?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/116568087004135164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=116568087004135164' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/116568087004135164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/116568087004135164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/12/om.html' title='om'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-116301668459277050</id><published>2006-11-08T20:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T21:14:57.586+01:00</updated><title type='text'>back to warsaw</title><content type='html'>after seven too short days in budapest - their lenght got considerably shorter especially by the end of our stay, short enough to dissuade me from updating the travel diary - we got back to warsaw, welcomed at the airport by my brother and the first snow. during the following weekend we were consumed by a slight post-holiday blues and spent the whole sunday in bed with cats and laptops. and then came monday and just sucked us in, but i'm not complaining. although i would never say i felt worksick during the trip, on coming back i realized how much i enjoy my job. right now we're testing some concepts for a new campaign and preparing a strategic background for another and i'm just loving it! (and no, i don't take drugs at work, nor do i undergo severe brainwashing there ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in my limited and precious spare time i started writing a fashion blog: &lt;a href="http://shesinfashion.com"&gt;she's in fashion&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;welcome &amp; enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-116301668459277050?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/116301668459277050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=116301668459277050' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/116301668459277050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/116301668459277050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/11/back-to-warsaw.html' title='back to warsaw'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-116215503698250719</id><published>2006-10-29T21:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T21:50:36.983+01:00</updated><title type='text'>autumn in budapest - day 4 in pictures [2]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/blog-4-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/blog-4-9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/blog-4-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/blog-4-10.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/blog-4-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/blog-4-8.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/blog-4-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/blog-4-6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/blog-4-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/blog-4-7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-116215503698250719?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/116215503698250719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=116215503698250719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/116215503698250719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/116215503698250719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/10/autumn-in-budapest-day-4-in-pictures-2.html' title='autumn in budapest - day 4 in pictures [2]'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-116215498496349691</id><published>2006-10-29T21:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T21:49:44.980+01:00</updated><title type='text'>autumn in budapest - day 4 in pictures [1]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/blog-4-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/blog-4-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/blog-4-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/blog-4-4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/blog-4-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/blog-4-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/blog-4-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/blog-4-5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/blog-4-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/blog-4-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-116215498496349691?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/116215498496349691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=116215498496349691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/116215498496349691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/116215498496349691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/10/autumn-in-budapest-day-4-in-pictures-1.html' title='autumn in budapest - day 4 in pictures [1]'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-116213906050130995</id><published>2006-10-29T16:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T21:03:18.996+01:00</updated><title type='text'>autumn in budapest - day 3</title><content type='html'>the third day wasn't that much about running around the city and ticking the most important monuments or buildings. our legs and feet were screaming for mercy so we decided on a more relaxed pace. we intended to start with a local food market next to the moszkva ter, but ended up in the biggest commercial centre (arkadia-style) called mammut. it wasn't too inviting as - like in most shops around - it lacked good air conditioning, so when we spotted a nice-looking kilimanjaro bar in the centre's distant and quiet corner, we stayed there for more than one refreshing drink (the number of mojitos exceeded our initial plans as we decided to cover the extra zero in tip amount typed into the credit card terminal with drinks). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we left the mojito bar it was impossible to find the market, so we wandered around the moszkva ter, spotted a cultural centre similar to fabryka trzciny and eventually took the metro to the pest side. there we went for lunch to a pretty bourgeois restaurant just next to the parliament house called biarritz, serving incredibly delicious, imaginative and abundant food. when we left, happy with the food and a bottle of tokay for two, we decided to return to the castle hill on the buda side. after dawn it's wonderfully lit with lights that emphasize the rich architecture and hilly landscape. we sat for a coffee in miro bar and then took a walk to the halaszbastya. there, next to an anti-government political gathering, kamil surprised me with the most beautiful gift, asking me to be his forever and offering me a lovely ring (obviously accepted!). no doubt, it was the top moment of the evening (if not the whole trip) so afterwards, without investigating too much into the manifestation, we just walked down the hill and took the train back to our hotel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-116213906050130995?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/116213906050130995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=116213906050130995' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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blessed with fantastic weather we started from visiting the buda old town. having climbed our way up the hill (the funiculare is under conservation works), we visited a small market, bought a cherry-peppers necklace there and stopped in a stylish empire-style ruszwurm cukraszdak for an exquisite pie and cafe (and beer). in total awe, i kept shooting almost every wall and entrace door (some of which will soon appear on the blog) of the beautiful old town as well as the reflections of st. matthias church in the hilton hotel's windows. the old town looked almost abadoned, as you would expect crazy crowds in such a pretty area. but instead there were only some moderate groups of german octogenarians and a few american students - charms of the low season. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for dinner we went down the castle hill to a pancake bar and then crossed the duna river along the szechenyi lanchid (chain bridge) to the pest side. pest - from the river banks to the monumental architecture, original cafes and pretty avenues - indeed resembles paris. obviously it's less glamorous and artsy but also not so expensive and perhaps slightly more open to foreigners who won't even bother twisting their tongues on the local language. actually, i've only once had the courage to say 'koszonom' instead of 'thanks' and yet wasn't understood, so it really helps that most people in shops or cafes know some english. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the afternoon, after a dinner in a very nice local low-key bar in the jewish district and two stops in pubs, we went to see what the protests in front of the parliament look like. there actually was a crowd of people with small hungarian flags wrapped around their arms, singing what could have been the national anthem and placing candles and flowers on the barriers separating them from the parliament building, panels commemorating year 1956 and a row of policemen. the policemen probably twice outnumbered the protestants. as we later saw on tv the crowd was eventually forced to leave the lajos kossuth square since they didn't have the permission to gather there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked back home along the margit bridge and to the city train that took us to the hotel. after a few minutes of staring at the tv screen (some local news, some vh1 and bbc prime plus a totally amazing local soft-porn programme) i was fast asleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-116211230031424317?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/116211230031424317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=116211230031424317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/1600/blog8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/320/blog8.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/1600/blog6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/320/blog6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/1600/blog10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/320/blog10.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-23874172.post-116207084924048190</id><published>2006-10-28T23:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T23:27:46.173+02:00</updated><title type='text'>autumn in budapest - day 2 in pictures [1]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/1600/blog2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/320/blog2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/1600/blog5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/320/blog5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/1600/blog1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/320/blog1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/1600/blog4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/320/blog4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/1600/blog3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/320/blog3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-116207084924048190?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/116207084924048190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=116207084924048190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/116207084924048190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/116207084924048190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/10/autumn-in-budapest-day-2-in-pictures-1.html' title='autumn in budapest - day 2 in pictures [1]'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-116202425706740104</id><published>2006-10-28T10:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T23:10:30.013+02:00</updated><title type='text'>autumn in budapest - day 1</title><content type='html'>we arrived in budapest on 26.10. but since the flight was over 2 hours delayed and the budapest airport couldn't possibly have been more remote from the hotel we booked for our stay, before we got to our room and could start feeling that the holiday has begun, it was already dark and late, so all we did was take a shower and numb ourselves to sleep zapping through local tv channels. first impressions? the city transport may be quite dense but adding names of the stops in some visible places could be of help. the lack of it added some extra hour to our trip from the airport, not to mention a few angry words. fortunately the hotel is nice, clean and cosy and once you fall asleep (and remeber to turn off the extreme heating) you sleep like a log and wake up fresh. tbc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-116202425706740104?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/116202425706740104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=116202425706740104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/116202425706740104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/116202425706740104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/10/autumn-in-budapest-day-1.html' title='autumn in budapest - day 1'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-116090451128688034</id><published>2006-10-15T11:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T11:29:22.373+02:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/moby_-_one-of-these-mornings.mp3"&gt;&lt;big&gt;♪&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday my grandma died. peacefully and without much pain. when i visited her at 3 p.m. i still hoped to see her with my brother the next day, but 3 hours later she was gone forever. she was a kind, strong and loving person. i will always love her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-116090451128688034?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/116090451128688034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=116090451128688034' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/116090451128688034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/116090451128688034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-115982705680467420</id><published>2006-10-03T00:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T00:18:40.280+02:00</updated><title type='text'>dry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/clanah/clan-pool-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/clanah/clan-pool-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scanned from a contact print&lt;br /&gt;model: clanah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-115982705680467420?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/115982705680467420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=115982705680467420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/115982705680467420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/115982705680467420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/10/dry.html' title='dry'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-115844176011509399</id><published>2006-09-16T23:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T23:26:07.733+02:00</updated><title type='text'>from the edge...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/small/DSC_0114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/small/DSC_0114.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/small/DSC_0124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/small/DSC_0124.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/small/DSC_0083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/small/DSC_0083.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-115844176011509399?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/115844176011509399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=115844176011509399' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/115844176011509399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/115844176011509399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/09/from-edge.html' title='from the edge...'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-115844161624824333</id><published>2006-09-16T23:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T23:25:46.820+02:00</updated><title type='text'>...of the deep green sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/small/DSC_0092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/small/DSC_0092.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/small/DSC_0078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/small/DSC_0078.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/small/DSC_0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/small/DSC_0103.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;model: &lt;a href="http://clanah.blog.pl"&gt;clanah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos: monika k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-115844161624824333?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/115844161624824333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=115844161624824333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/115844161624824333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/115844161624824333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/09/of-deep-green-sea.html' title='...of the deep green sea'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-115844136175542672</id><published>2006-09-16T23:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T23:25:13.646+02:00</updated><title type='text'>+bonus picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/small/DSC_0012%20sq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/small/DSC_0012%20sq.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clanah as ashley olsen ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-115844136175542672?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/115844136175542672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=115844136175542672' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/115844136175542672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/115844136175542672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/09/bonus-picture_16.html' title='+bonus picture'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-115826063178617995</id><published>2006-09-14T21:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T21:06:15.260+02:00</updated><title type='text'>tokyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/1600/japanspread1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/400/japanspread1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my fav photos recently&lt;br /&gt;christy turlington by &lt;a href="http://www.demarchelier.net"&gt;patrick demarchelier&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-115826063178617995?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/115826063178617995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=115826063178617995' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/115826063178617995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/115826063178617995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/09/tokyo.html' title='tokyo'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-115826021583196438</id><published>2006-09-14T20:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T21:01:36.256+02:00</updated><title type='text'>autumn</title><content type='html'>Sometimes it's great to feel your friends have more faith in you than yourself. Especially when it's not about false modesty, but trying to be reasonable. A while ago, Julie gave me a hint on an opportunity to do a photo session but eventually without her strong conviction that I can be any good, I would have never said the final yes. For which I'm really greatful now and really looking forward to doing this. Still, I feel a bit like an impostor, but a reassured one ;) &lt;br /&gt;I hope this weekend together with Clanah we will revive the great girlie photo session tradition, warm up the eye for good. And as for another tradition, one of late Autumn holidays, this year we will also go in October to wander about a Central European city - Budapest this time. We've already got the plane tickets ready and the hotel booked, now we'll just look for great places to explore - any tips will be appreciated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-115826021583196438?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/115826021583196438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=115826021583196438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/115826021583196438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/115826021583196438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/09/autumn.html' title='autumn'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-115670785152632125</id><published>2006-08-27T20:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T22:14:14.410+02:00</updated><title type='text'>your luck will find you</title><content type='html'>busy weeks past and ahead of me; i even forget to think this should normally be a time to take some two weeks off and hide away from the city, work &amp; all this buzz. but as work and after-hours leave little time for extra thoughts, instead of thinking the impossible, i content myself with what's available. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday evening we planned to go for a czech cinema movie marathon but instead ended up in a vet clinic with a black furry cat wrapped in our picnic blanket. we were about to buy the tickes, when on our way to the cinema we found a young, fuzzy, undernourished black cat, begging for our attention in a totally winning and affectionate way. i guess i should write - he found us. after fifteen minutes of purring and dancing seducingly in front of us, asking us to stroke his back and rub his temples, he had us totally seduced. we agreed that he's obviously begging us for our help and no is not the answer, and so decided to take the cat to the vet to check his health and if the cat turns out to be healthy and in good condition, we'll transport him back to where we found him. otherwise, we'll take good care of him and find the creature a loving home. and so we did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it turned out the cat has serious fever and some infection, plus is quite underfed and his ears, eyes and nose look poorly, plus he had his tail broken in the past and sports a cicatrized scar on his left arm. the vet confirmed the creature is about 6 months old, weights 2,30 kilo an is a 'he'. he got 3 injections for a start, some serious ears cleaning and for the night ended up at my parents', isolated from their own cat in a kitchen but still happy to get a comfy cat-pillow and nice food. on saturday he started getting better, but in the afternoon, at vet's, had high temperature again and looked really weak, esp. when the vet mentioned the possibility of panleukopenia. those 4 injections he got must have worked well, since today he was already much much better, even playful. at the clinic it turned out the fever was over, which is very good news, but still he got 3 injections and a drip against dehydration. tomorrow he should get his last shot of antibiotic and hopefully he will manage to get better soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently he's still at my parents' - mum protests against having a second cat permanently, but i'm getting so fond of him (and so does kamil, i feel), that i wouldn't like to give him to any stranger. i guess if mum doesn't change her mind, me &amp; kamil will have a third cat at home... ;) and since we still haven't found a proper name for him, exept for nicknames like "pirate" (the scar) or "squirrel" (the furry tail), any suggestions will be welcome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-115670785152632125?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/115670785152632125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=115670785152632125' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/115670785152632125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/115670785152632125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/08/your-luck-will-find-you.html' title='your luck will find you'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-115394152916764941</id><published>2006-07-26T20:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T21:39:16.163+02:00</updated><title type='text'>hot hot heat</title><content type='html'>My body doesn't want to stick to the proper timing and bleed to show me that all is fine and no alien being has invaded my belly. While I see the latter highly improbable, it still sends the occasional butterflies up my stomach. I really don't want my uterus to ruin Durex' PR, so maybe it's just a reaction to the amount of blood already donated a month ago or a cry that, fed as it is now, my body feels quite undernourished. I don't have the nerves to buy a pregnancy test and don't want to visit my gynaecologist this month again. Well, whatever. With this heat I can only think properly at work (which even makes me cool with the occasional late hours). Melting it the heat I: scratch my lovely car, get fined for parking the car on a pedestrian crossing (and then fortunately forgiven by an equally dazed city guard), every now and then say yes to the occasional social cig at work, dream of leaving for Crete and so travel with my finger on the map, cut my fringe with dull scissors (&lt;i&gt;asymetrical&lt;/i&gt; sounds too nice for the results) and - as for now - dye my hair brown. Cause after all maybe it was not the heat but my being too blonde...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-115394152916764941?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/115394152916764941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=115394152916764941' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/115394152916764941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/115394152916764941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/07/hot-hot-heat.html' title='hot hot heat'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23874172.post-115299257870552117</id><published>2006-07-15T21:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T21:42:58.720+02:00</updated><title type='text'>lomo</title><content type='html'>first roll out of our first lomo camera:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/1600/lomo-04s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/320/lomo-04s.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/1600/lomo-03s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/320/lomo-03s.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/1600/lomo-07s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/320/lomo-07s.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/1600/lomo-06s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/320/lomo-06s.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/1600/lomo-08s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/320/lomo-08s.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/1600/lomo-11s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/320/lomo-11s.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/1600/lomo-09s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/320/lomo-09s.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/1600/lomo-10s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/320/lomo-10s.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/1600/lomo-01s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/320/lomo-01s.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-115299257870552117?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/115299257870552117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=115299257870552117' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/115299257870552117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/115299257870552117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/07/lomo.html' title='lomo'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-115274446964388582</id><published>2006-07-13T00:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T13:36:34.266+02:00</updated><title type='text'>closed'er</title><content type='html'>all (good) things must past and so did the open'er festival. four fantastic days in a different space: out of work, unliveable air and concrete, instead loaded with fun, pleasure seeking and finding and only some occasional rows (mind the mighty mars' influence! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Best concerts: &lt;br /&gt; * Sigur Ros - broke my heart, quite a mistical experience, no concert has ever touched me that deep&lt;br /&gt; * The Streets - energetic, witty and sexy, great songs and an even better performace&lt;br /&gt; * Pharrell Williams - come on, you must have seen that torso ;) my hips ached after the gig&lt;br /&gt; * Franz Ferdinand - &lt;i&gt;just&lt;/i&gt; a really really good concert&lt;br /&gt; * Ladytron - just a short glipse, still a really good, powerful and sexy performace&lt;br /&gt; * Skin - seductive, energetic perofmance plus big thanks for Skunk Anansie tracks, gave me some '99 flashbacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus an amazing film performance from Peter Greenaway, a short glimpse of Maria Peszek, whom I need to see live, this time in a full show... Add to this great people (a big thank you :) plus sun, sea and food and it becomes far too much to describe, but it's never too good to feel and enjoy that much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-115274446964388582?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/115274446964388582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=115274446964388582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/115274446964388582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/115274446964388582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/07/closeder.html' title='closed&apos;er'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-115179156894999194</id><published>2006-07-01T23:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T08:01:49.340+02:00</updated><title type='text'>after the storm</title><content type='html'>The end of this week was nightmarish. We were watching Prison Break in large quantities in the evenings and at the same time the 'do everything for your family' theme was getting truer than ever. It turned out grandma's surgery needs to be postponed due to lack of available blood supplies. We could donate blood ourselves (0Rh+), and so we did, to give her priority in receiving the required amount for the surgery, but the problem was: there was no blood of her group (0Rh-) in the blood bank at all. With an incredible help from our friends (special thanks o Ider for extraordinary efficiency!) we reached people who had her blood type and wanted to donate it and help save her life. We couldn't be more greatful... The surgery finally took place on Friday and as for now she seems fine and stable, however the outcome is not yet sure. The doctor, this time a very compassionate and understanding one, told us not to make her play a clairvoyant. She can tell us about the here and now and doesn't want to confirm anything too far fetched just to let us hang on to it frantically. It was fair. Right now we can just wait and hope. And I have a feeling the worst is past us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The essence of your mind is not born, so it will never die. It is not an existence, which is perishable. It is not an emptiness, which is a mere void. It has neither color nor form. It enjoys no pleasures and suffers no pains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your end which is endless is as a snowflake dissolving in the pure air.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[from a zen koan]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-115179156894999194?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/115179156894999194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=115179156894999194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/115179156894999194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/115179156894999194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/07/after-storm.html' title='after the storm'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-115134720292807092</id><published>2006-06-26T20:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T20:40:02.943+02:00</updated><title type='text'>rain on me</title><content type='html'>babcia - siostra babci, ale to ciocia bez znaczenia, zawsze tak samo bliska - jest od piatku w szpitalu. w tygodniu operacja. jesli organizm wytrzyma usuniecie nowotworu, bedzie z nami jeszcze z piec lat, podobno. nie umiem sie trzymac w szpitalu. nie umiem nic powiedziec, widzac jak przez trzy tygodnie niemal zniknela, drobinka. moge sie tylko wkurzac na to, ze badania rozciagnely sie na ponad 3 miesiace, ze zamiast skoncentrowac je od razu w szpitalu po pierwszych zlych wynikach, wymeczano ja w tym czasie coraz bardziej agresywna choroba. na to ze lekarz potrafil po tygodniu oczekiwania na diagnoze przelozyc podanie wynikow o kolejne kilka dni, bo zapomnial zabrac ze soba odpowiednich papierow i poinformowac o tym zupelnie beztrosko. i na wlasna bezsilnosc, bo moge teraz tylko podduszac sie lzami z katarem siennym i myslec, ze za malo bylo i jest czasu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-115134720292807092?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/115134720292807092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=115134720292807092' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/115134720292807092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/115134720292807092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/06/rain-on-me.html' title='rain on me'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-115004309330590740</id><published>2006-06-11T17:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T19:37:21.026+02:00</updated><title type='text'>bad hair day</title><content type='html'>Didn't sleep enough to come back to my bearable self today. After a few too early wake-ups (not to oversleep the exams), pissed with my apparent lack of knowledge, I left. Used up all my rational thinking there and came back with an excellent 5! and a decent 4+ but tired as hell. Few hours left before I realised I was actually doing everything to make my man hate me and that what I needed was not another red bull or coffee but a modest calming tea. Ended up doing Puss in Boots' eyes (please, don't hate me, blink-blink) and sipping something called extreme chillout soda. Calm down, come down. It works for me. &lt;br /&gt;I - too often to be right - seem to believe speed is a value per se.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now playing: Herbert - Scale&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-115004309330590740?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/115004309330590740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=115004309330590740' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/115004309330590740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/115004309330590740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/06/bad-hair-day.html' title='bad hair day'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-114997216710073546</id><published>2006-06-10T21:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T09:23:38.313+02:00</updated><title type='text'>there's too much caffeine in my bloodstream</title><content type='html'>I'm probably too tired / busy to write at lenghts but I don't want this blog to extinct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from a 2-day agency integration trip to Wladyslawowo &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; I have a great job &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; two exams tomorrow at my postgrad studies (and actually hope my experience and intuition to be enough to rely on). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip was great - almost everyone came (circa 160 people, Warsaw and Poznan) and as the time and booze went by, people got really merry and chilled out. The highlights were the company football match (certainly more rewarding and positively exciting than the one Polish representation screwed up unforgivably later in the evening; score 8:1 for our division) then the grill party with karaoke and old school disco plus the gorgeous sea and the swimming pool (good to sweat out the party, alcohol and nicotine). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, what really counts is the everyday job at the agency and it gives me incredible satisfaction and pleasure (one I haven't felt for over a year and a half). What's so great? People, high standards and professional approach, loads to learn  plus exciting and challenging (as opposed to boring and tedious) projects. Oh, hell, it doesn't even sound good ;) To put things short: I just love this job (and believe the feeling to last for long long years).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to the books - Marketing research and Consumer behaviour await.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-114997216710073546?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/114997216710073546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=114997216710073546' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114997216710073546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114997216710073546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/06/theres-too-much-caffeine-in-my.html' title='there&apos;s too much caffeine in my bloodstream'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-114855920228626193</id><published>2006-05-25T14:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T14:15:23.163+02:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>...it's so nice to know you're not living in the end of the world and friends can still just pop by in the afternoon to greet you with a smile and a fag, chat for a while then leave with some fun girlie movies (bridget, breakfast at tiffany's). &lt;br /&gt;:*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-114855920228626193?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/114855920228626193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=114855920228626193' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114855920228626193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114855920228626193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23874172.post-114850376443468260</id><published>2006-05-24T22:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T23:14:05.416+02:00</updated><title type='text'>transition</title><content type='html'>today i made some thorough cleaning up. 16 months' dust. went through my desk, office mobile, PC memory, kitchen cupboards... threw away loads, kept just a few things, still have to collect my fav mug and everybody's business cards. asked girls if wine and cake would do for a tuesday good-bye party - told me to forget wine and buy vodka. i know i'm gonna miss them! somehow i feel they're more open now that i've told them why i'm leaving. i feel they see the same weaknesses in our bosses, especially in the way they manage the agency but perhaps their prospects are brighter than mine. in the afternoon i went to meet the hr director at my future agency and signed the preliminary contract. i'm starting next thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;below, in chronological order, last 16 months as seen on my office mobile:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img000.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's too much caffeine in my bloodstream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blue winter &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiva at the vet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;double income, just cats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img006.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the white stripes at the open'er festival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family holidays, mazury lakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img009.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babooshka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img010.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alien shiva at the summer house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img012.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreamer in metropolis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img013.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img014.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prague chill-out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/img017.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cat chill-out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-114850376443468260?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/114850376443468260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=114850376443468260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114850376443468260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114850376443468260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/05/transition.html' title='transition'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-114804521879658672</id><published>2006-05-19T15:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T15:28:09.560+02:00</updated><title type='text'>go girl!</title><content type='html'>I did it!!! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's official! I'm starting next month, will have it on paper after this weekend. A so much better job, a slightly better wage and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;finito &lt;/span&gt;with self employment. Can't say how happy I am and how much the scream of happiness wants to spread out of my chest... Love you all for those fingers crossed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-114804521879658672?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/114804521879658672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=114804521879658672' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114804521879658672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114804521879658672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/05/go-girl.html' title='go girl!'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23874172.post-114743869494695020</id><published>2006-05-12T14:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T18:25:21.833+02:00</updated><title type='text'>v&amp;r</title><content type='html'>I like what I'm reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;small&gt;Viktor &amp; Rolf in design collaboration with H&amp;M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The design duo Viktor &amp; Rolf and H&amp;M are pleased to announce their collaboration for the autumn 2006 season. Viktor &amp; Rolf, known for their high concept fashion shows and modern twist on classically tailored clothes, will design a collection of women's and men's wear to be produced and distributed by H&amp;M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one-time collection will be available at selected H&amp;M stores on all H&amp;M markets across Europe, North America and the Middle East. To be launched in November 2006.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I'll like what I'll be seeing this Fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus an extra fashion-related link: &lt;a href="http://www.stunningnikon.com/"&gt;stunning Kate &amp; Nikon site&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-114743869494695020?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/114743869494695020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=114743869494695020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114743869494695020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114743869494695020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/05/vr.html' title='v&amp;r'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-114736834741387755</id><published>2006-05-11T19:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T19:28:48.823+02:00</updated><title type='text'>genius</title><content type='html'>I just love how those strips always bring that special smile to my face. From &lt;a href="http://www.haroldsplanet.com/daily.htm"&gt;Harold's Planet&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img95.imageshack.us/img95/8092/cardhpgenius3ch.gif" border="0" width="400" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-114736834741387755?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/114736834741387755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=114736834741387755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114736834741387755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114736834741387755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/05/genius.html' title='genius'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-114735902518088561</id><published>2006-05-11T16:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T00:11:21.610+02:00</updated><title type='text'>(beyond) disruption</title><content type='html'>After all it looks like much awaited changes in my job are coming. It's still too early to celebrate, but well, I'm not afraid to write about it, so it can give you a clue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling this hopeless stagnation at work for months now. Took up the post-graduate studies, but those only helped the impression grow. Although I tried to persuade myself into sticking to my current ad agency (still remembering the bad after-taste left when I was leaving work for the first time - a lesson well learnt), all rational signs tell me that it cannot be a place to work my way up or learn more. Not in a longer perspective (and in those 16 months the perspective has shrunk considerably). The new blood the agency just got may help, but at the same time it only makes it easier for me, knowing that my leaving shouldn't be an issue. I'm ready to get back into the workaholic mode if that can buy me the feeling that my time at work isn't wasted. I just hope my luv won't disagree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-114735902518088561?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/114735902518088561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=114735902518088561' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114735902518088561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114735902518088561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/05/beyond-disruption.html' title='(beyond) disruption'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-114599665493672785</id><published>2006-04-25T22:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T22:26:43.336+02:00</updated><title type='text'>baby, you can drive my car...</title><content type='html'>Finally! Well, don't I just keep abusing the word? But what would you expect from a happy, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;lucky&lt;/span&gt; girl who's finally feeling that her time is now? Not the time of her life, but sort of &lt;i&gt;happy days are here again&lt;/i&gt; time? (As opposed to dull or unimpressive). So &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; car is finally parked next to our block of flats and the ride back home was pretty intense. And it's not that before I used to drive Fiat 126p only, but the acceleration really does make a difference. Not to mention the space inside and the comfort. What's more, Kamil is enrolling in a driving course (so proud!) and our cats are already equipped with ubercool suspenders-seat belts that attached to seat belt slots should make them true back-seat passengers. Turbo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-114599665493672785?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/114599665493672785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=114599665493672785' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114599665493672785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114599665493672785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/04/baby-you-can-drive-my-car.html' title='baby, you can drive my car...'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23874172.post-114548625703641440</id><published>2006-04-19T23:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T10:18:59.666+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ekhem...</title><content type='html'>I've finally learned how to display comments that had been posted here like ages ago. Sorry for the awful inconvenience, obviously never meant to moderate your presence here. Hello again and thank you (oh, stupid me...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After three rather dull months I finally feel that the new year has begun. I feel alive: fresh, powerful, motivated to start new things and overcome whatever obstacles may come into my way. Full of faith, not just mere hope. It sounds good &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; feels good. The new-car-mission will soon be completed - I'll have my credit allowed tomorrow, on Friday (took a day off to deal with all the paper and leg work) the whole registration process will most likely be completed and on Saturday morning I should sign the insurance and finally &lt;i&gt;buy&lt;/i&gt; the car. Uff! In the meantime I also have a job interview confirmed and if this good time turns out really &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; good, perhaps I'll be needing that new means of transport more than I expected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some small mobile-camera shots of the beautiful Mazda 323 C. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/1600/mazda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/2471/400/mazda.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-114548625703641440?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/114548625703641440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=114548625703641440' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114548625703641440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114548625703641440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/04/ekhem.html' title='ekhem...'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-114529983469344856</id><published>2006-04-17T20:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T10:22:17.843+02:00</updated><title type='text'>safe from harm</title><content type='html'>&lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;you can free the world you can free my mind&lt;br /&gt;just as long as my baby's safe from harm tonight&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's Easter was spectacular. On Sunday I became a godmother to Julia, my parents closest friends' daughter. The ceremony was quite stressful since the baptised angel behaved more like a little devil, nevertheless very special. But what really rocked was the afterwards dinner-turn-supper-turn-all-night-long-party finished with a late brunch on the following day - all that with people whose company I've loved since I was four or five. I flooded myself with Ballantine's and partied (almost) like there was no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, on Saturday I've finally found my dream car. A 10-year old Mazda 323 C sport coupe. If all formalities go smoothly, I'll be driving it this Thursday. I already love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i was looking back to see if you were looking back at me&lt;br /&gt;to see me looking back at you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-114529983469344856?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/114529983469344856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=114529983469344856' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114529983469344856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114529983469344856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/04/safe-from-harm.html' title='safe from harm'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-114441794063197758</id><published>2006-04-07T15:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T14:42:13.003+02:00</updated><title type='text'>better by design</title><content type='html'>and so the reason prevailed. in the evening of the fifth day of the lovely copenhagen diet i said &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;nevermore &lt;/span&gt;and ate a healthy plate of wholegrain spaghetti with spinach sauce.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;still, those five days weren't a complete waste of time and energy:&lt;br /&gt; * 4,5 kilos lost&lt;br /&gt; * i can sport my skinny jeans now without making it such an oxymoron&lt;br /&gt; * i realised how much crap i used to put into my mouth just to soothe my mind, since it has got nothing to do with hunger or survival instinct&lt;br /&gt; * it reminded me how tiresome diets are and so helped me decide to eat without remorses, a.e. healthily. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;no &lt;/span&gt;to: salt, white bread and rice and pasta, sweets, sweet yoghurts, alcohol, fried meat and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wonder how will my new consciousness go with today's office party. it might be more of a test than the whole easter whole-day-at-the-table celebration. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-114441794063197758?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/114441794063197758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=114441794063197758' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114441794063197758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114441794063197758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/04/better-by-design.html' title='better by design'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-114422754131911388</id><published>2006-04-05T10:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T11:12:49.740+02:00</updated><title type='text'>be a winner, eat to get slimmer</title><content type='html'>it's the fourth day of my diet and i'm beginning to strongly doubt - but not in my strong will - in my reason. i've already lost 3 kilos and that's really nice (and i know it's mostly about losing water and not eating salt that would normally retain water in my body), but it's always flattering, really, just like fav jeans going loose or arms more willowy. i'm just not sure how far do i want it to go - how many kilos will be just right? and will my boobs disappear? will i become greedy to lose more weight, again? this one is definitely not welcome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for today's breakfast i had more than a cup of coffee, i added a wholegrain toast. this should be a sign of independent thinking, right? whoa! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;match point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is a great movie, so is a tv series &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;prison break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. since i don't have a tv i have become seriously movie/series addicted. and if i'm not being reasonable here, at least i'm rather picky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favourites off the book shelf: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;haruki murakami &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;norwegian wood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (i didn't read it at once, i need to give it a second go, but when i came back to it, it was just all extraordinarily good. absolutely beautiful and apparently more accessible than his other novels, though &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;wind bird chronicle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; will always be my love). today i'll have the new &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;john irving&lt;/span&gt; shipped to me, i'm ready to be enchanted and give up the movie habit for a while. in the meantime i'm finishing &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;chuck palahniuk's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;lullaby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - good but not as good as, you know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-114422754131911388?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/114422754131911388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=114422754131911388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114422754131911388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114422754131911388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/04/be-winner-eat-to-get-slimmer.html' title='be a winner, eat to get slimmer'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-114398383048258666</id><published>2006-04-02T14:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T15:32:14.600+02:00</updated><title type='text'>le régime</title><content type='html'>time for spring-cleaning. today i'm starting a régime - the so-called copenhagen diet. only 13 days of what seems like starving only and a reliable promise of about 6 kilos to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o, 13, be my lucky number!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the morning i had black coffee, then around 3 p.m., after my post-grad course, i've eaten a beef steak (just meat heated on teflon - i can't say 'fried' since there was no oil, can't say cooked either, since no condiments such as salt, pepper or herbs were involved in the process) and lettuce with quasi-vinaigrette (olive oil plus balsamic vinegar). surprisingly, my stomach seems pretty happy with this lunch. my taste buds less so but i'm not giving up. for dinner i'll have 2 boiled eggs, boiled spinach (no condiments whatsoever) crowned with one tomato. in the evening we'll have cinema and woody allen's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;match point&lt;/span&gt; so this should distract hunger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only hope i won't break my resolution on smelling the italian food my bf is just preparing for himself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-114398383048258666?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/114398383048258666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=114398383048258666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114398383048258666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114398383048258666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/04/le-rgime.html' title='le régime'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-114313314533219982</id><published>2006-03-23T17:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T22:51:43.543+01:00</updated><title type='text'>see you in far off places</title><content type='html'>four days off lay ahead and i'll soon be leaving for szczyrk. four days of skiing (or i hope so since winter is finally giving up and perhaps the slopes may turn into streams or swamps ;) and socializing with family and family friends. and it's so much better than it sounds, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new morrissey is out on myspace, so i'm just having my first listening session. i wish i could already load it onto my ipod and listen to it all the way to the mountains. it's far too early to say anything precise, but yes, i like it. i don't see favs, yet (but those need more listenings), but hope i will not need to compare it to &lt;i&gt;you are the quarry&lt;/i&gt; all the time (since the sound is close). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adieu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-114313314533219982?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/114313314533219982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=114313314533219982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114313314533219982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114313314533219982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/03/see-you-in-far-off-places.html' title='see you in far off places'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-114262208195088175</id><published>2006-03-17T19:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T15:11:28.696+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ts</title><content type='html'>yesterday with bogna we had our first serious project meeting. our fashion site concept, once so vague and cliche - since we practically intended to make it a polish version based on quality international examples - is getting more character and substance. bogna's bf apparently saw more potential in our wine-induced ideas than we did and contacted us with his business partner, daniel. daniel saw even more and so now we have two weeks to prepare a good brief. if we don't waste our time (or enthusiasm) we can win a good web designer for our site and god knows what else in the future. i'm scared a bit of all the bureaucratic stuff that may ensue once we make it commercial, but still, all into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-114262208195088175?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/114262208195088175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=114262208195088175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114262208195088175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114262208195088175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/03/ts.html' title='ts'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-114242717370748422</id><published>2006-03-15T13:49:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T14:27:20.783+01:00</updated><title type='text'>...and i absolutely love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i’ve nothing much to offer&lt;br /&gt;there’s nothing much to take&lt;br /&gt;i’m an absolute beginner&lt;br /&gt;and i’m absolutely sane&lt;br /&gt;as long as we’re together&lt;br /&gt;the rest can go to hell&lt;br /&gt;i absolutely love you&lt;br /&gt;but we’re absolute beginners&lt;br /&gt;with eyes completely open&lt;br /&gt;but nervous all the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our three years together. i love you, kju :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-114242717370748422?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/114242717370748422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=114242717370748422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114242717370748422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114242717370748422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/03/and-i-absolutely-love-you_15.html' title='...and i absolutely love you'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-114242693271357313</id><published>2006-03-15T13:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T14:27:44.640+01:00</updated><title type='text'>floating in a most peculiar way</title><content type='html'>my boss agreed reluctantly on the three days off that together with the next weekend will give me four skiing days plus an extra &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;just free&lt;/span&gt; one. i need that desperately. since weekends don't charge my batteries anymore and despite all the extra socializing and fun all days merge into one, i hope this will work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need changes: job, weather, activity, food. i did what i could to trigger those (well, apart form the weather part) but as always, would love to see the outcome immediately - hear that ad agency call me to sign a contract, dance and not just trip and slouch, quit muffins. and somehow i believe the change of season will bring all the good rest. so naive... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-114242693271357313?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/114242693271357313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=114242693271357313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114242693271357313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114242693271357313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/03/floating-in-most-peculiar-way.html' title='floating in a most peculiar way'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-114233048700838755</id><published>2006-03-14T10:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T14:28:09.523+01:00</updated><title type='text'>dance dance dance</title><content type='html'>call me impressionable but a tv programme made me enroll in a dancing school for modern dance classes. i knew i needed to activate my body after this too long winter and yoga, gym and swimming were the alternatives. but with dancing, i've been trying to pick it up since i was ten and never really got consequent enough to make it last more than a year. now i really want to live it, sweat it and enjoy it, not just the idea. i'm starting next wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;now reading&lt;/span&gt;: haruki murakami - norwegian wood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-114233048700838755?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/114233048700838755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=114233048700838755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114233048700838755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114233048700838755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/03/dance-dance-dance.html' title='dance dance dance'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-114224698074803635</id><published>2006-03-13T11:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T14:25:57.503+01:00</updated><title type='text'>a quiz, quite a surprise</title><content type='html'>i took a quiz on quizfarm.com - which religion is the right one for you. below are the results. as much as i expected the second result, i wouldn't &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;guess &lt;/span&gt;the first. but maybe i'm just shocked by the superficial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='300'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='0' width='300' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='0'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Satanism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='88' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;88%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Buddhism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='83' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;83%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;agnosticism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='79' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;79%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Hinduism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='75' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;75%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Paganism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='58' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;58%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Islam&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='54' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;54%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Christianity&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='38' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;38%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Judaism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='38' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;38%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;atheism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='38' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;38%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=10907'&gt;Which religion is the right one for you? (new version)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;created with &lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com'&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-114224698074803635?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/114224698074803635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=114224698074803635' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114224698074803635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114224698074803635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/03/quiz-quite-surprise.html' title='a quiz, quite a surprise'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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-23874172.post-114216137449684567</id><published>2006-03-12T12:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T14:28:23.786+01:00</updated><title type='text'>everyday like sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/12032006s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://terror.org.pl/~mika/blogger/12032006s.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-114216137449684567?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114216137449684567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114216137449684567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/03/everyday-like-sunday.html' title='everyday like sunday'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23874172.post-114209528986476599</id><published>2006-03-11T17:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T14:28:37.483+01:00</updated><title type='text'>for a start</title><content type='html'>tired of my old blog, yet not sure what will this new incarnation look like. maybe more focus on photography or maybe again - just a place to vent my spleen and share excitement. but whatever it will be, hello and welcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23874172-114209528986476599?l=milamar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/feeds/114209528986476599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23874172&amp;postID=114209528986476599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114209528986476599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23874172/posts/default/114209528986476599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milamar.blogspot.com/2006/03/for-start.html' title='for a start'/><author><name>milamar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07478153883719471683</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>
