<?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-4684290085127875538</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:26:07.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flush Novel Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://normanbflush.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4684290085127875538/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://normanbflush.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Norman B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03926634972427274539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TejMtSEUFmE/SsGrE8K_icI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Ose4rAmmKuw/S220/Cyrus_DPPt.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4684290085127875538.post-4531677082823171563</id><published>2008-05-30T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T23:16:20.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flush Diary entry#6, Luno of course</title><content type='html'>Dear Dairy&lt;br /&gt;everything had  started out as every single other night. As always really simple, I carried my crates of wine and beer inside to that certain boat but definately not one box were heavier than the other, plus see? No wonder that "IS" weird!  I had never thought this entire time that situation somehow mattered and there was going to be that really huge party inside boat or some other event that would require extra alcohol. So then next I had to really carry every one of those on to that ship plus waling around the boat doing my Job, Mostly everything had seemed really fantastic, Later I went on to find Dusty, but what!? He had Run a little late! When he came, I told him how was my job going. After I explained to him, I say some dumb kid started to walk around suspicously! I really have some weird feeling about his, and It Is not Positive al ALL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4684290085127875538-4531677082823171563?l=normanbflush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://normanbflush.blogspot.com/feeds/4531677082823171563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4684290085127875538&amp;postID=4531677082823171563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4684290085127875538/posts/default/4531677082823171563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4684290085127875538/posts/default/4531677082823171563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://normanbflush.blogspot.com/2008/05/flush-diary-entry6-luno-of-course.html' title='Flush Diary entry#6, Luno of course'/><author><name>Norman B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03926634972427274539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TejMtSEUFmE/SsGrE8K_icI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Ose4rAmmKuw/S220/Cyrus_DPPt.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4684290085127875538.post-1841779413293416425</id><published>2008-05-30T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T06:21:42.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Entry#5 Flush Diary</title><content type='html'>Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I had just come out of the water, But someone came and It was Dad and with somebody else. I thought It was Mom at first but It was......... Some old pirate???? When Dad came to pick me up, Suprisingly the stranger was Grandpa Bobby. And he showed some picture of me and no way,  before my third birthday and there was a Tropical Rain Storm that flooded the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later I had just heard that Dad was dead but It was somehow a dead North American with Dad's Wallet inside of it somehow. But Really, Someone stole it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4684290085127875538-1841779413293416425?l=normanbflush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://normanbflush.blogspot.com/feeds/1841779413293416425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4684290085127875538&amp;postID=1841779413293416425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4684290085127875538/posts/default/1841779413293416425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4684290085127875538/posts/default/1841779413293416425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://normanbflush.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-entry5-flush-diary.html' title='Blog Entry#5 Flush Diary'/><author><name>Norman B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03926634972427274539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TejMtSEUFmE/SsGrE8K_icI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Ose4rAmmKuw/S220/Cyrus_DPPt.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4684290085127875538.post-428265192703179704</id><published>2008-05-29T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T06:45:23.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Diary entry #4</title><content type='html'>today, Somehow when I sunk that ship, Luno was after me. When I saw that guy running down the docks, I thought, Hurry up abbey! Ducking like a little turtle and swimming farther really made me thought,"Hey, I can escape from this!" but no.... Those lights from the ship flashed directly at me again. Then Finally! Abbey came, It's about time! Then the guys were still after me all along, Luno has still raised his Big Voice trying to catch us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4684290085127875538-428265192703179704?l=normanbflush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://normanbflush.blogspot.com/feeds/428265192703179704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4684290085127875538&amp;postID=428265192703179704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4684290085127875538/posts/default/428265192703179704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4684290085127875538/posts/default/428265192703179704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://normanbflush.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-diary-entry-4.html' title='Blog Diary entry #4'/><author><name>Norman B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03926634972427274539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TejMtSEUFmE/SsGrE8K_icI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Ose4rAmmKuw/S220/Cyrus_DPPt.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4684290085127875538.post-5417561463819795052</id><published>2008-05-27T09:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T23:41:10.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flush Diary blog #2, Mr.Lice (Lice Peeking)</title><content type='html'>How...boring!! Everyday Is the same thing, days rarely change, Then after what I just said, I had find some very boring food to eat, but at least It's not sewege, so what matters? Now that was done, I was sitting on my couch, about to pass out. Grrr! Until a boy named Noah, I heard he was the "underwood's" oldest kid. Then all of a sudden, appereiantly out of nowhere.... His father was locked up In some jail? No way! Now that's really bad! Then that little boy kept on yapping why His dad sunk a that boring ship and how Mr. Muleman was dumping. well... Think It's fun? Think again. For Example, People flush poo, pee, gum, and tons of other stuff, think It's fun now? I don't think so! His dad just really had to do it, but.... that reason to me Is..... I dont know why... Is he the that "Save the mysterious ocean and save those mamils" T.V show for peats sake! I gave a straight answer to Noah, No! But I somwhow thought, what's in it for me? offered Why that stupid truck? That thing Is what I call, "BAD". Seriously? I even have a ton more money than to just buy that thing! I have my own car, life, and love, and already done some really, Really negative things in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4684290085127875538-5417561463819795052?l=normanbflush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://normanbflush.blogspot.com/feeds/5417561463819795052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4684290085127875538&amp;postID=5417561463819795052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4684290085127875538/posts/default/5417561463819795052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4684290085127875538/posts/default/5417561463819795052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://normanbflush.blogspot.com/2008/05/flush-diary-blog-2.html' title='Flush Diary blog #2, Mr.Lice (Lice Peeking)'/><author><name>Norman B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03926634972427274539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TejMtSEUFmE/SsGrE8K_icI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Ose4rAmmKuw/S220/Cyrus_DPPt.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4684290085127875538.post-2384211621789321137</id><published>2008-05-27T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T09:43:52.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flush Diary blog entry #3</title><content type='html'>Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day, I had packed up my bag because of the night adventure I'm about to go. Because tonight I am going to the ocean and film what Dusty has been doing the whole time, Dumping sludge into the ocean.  I will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely know that my family and friends will know where I am, But I have to do this OR every single person In our city will hate and judge my own dad. I  never ever want my own father to be controlled by those nasty Dusty's order's, no matter what, He will be busted and be well known for vandalizing the city ocean. Before I do all that, I will take my Father's camera and leave around the middle of the night. I am a little nervous about all this, Maybe If I am caught filming, Everybody will now think my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Family&lt;/span&gt; Is Psycho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, I am back home nice and safely. I knew it.... My family was really worried about me. At least I think my mission Is a really big success. My family had spotted me when I was coming home after their great search, I was on the road, They stopped right in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4684290085127875538-2384211621789321137?l=normanbflush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://normanbflush.blogspot.com/feeds/2384211621789321137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4684290085127875538&amp;postID=2384211621789321137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4684290085127875538/posts/default/2384211621789321137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4684290085127875538/posts/default/2384211621789321137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://normanbflush.blogspot.com/2008/05/flush-diary-blog-entry-3.html' title='Flush Diary blog entry #3'/><author><name>Norman B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03926634972427274539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TejMtSEUFmE/SsGrE8K_icI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Ose4rAmmKuw/S220/Cyrus_DPPt.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4684290085127875538.post-394637080472428024</id><published>2008-05-22T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T13:30:57.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flush diary</title><content type='html'>Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime summer ends, and then somehow I look at the calender, It's like the end of the world so there's a reason why I hate calenders. That Jasper Jr. makes me sick, I hate his attitude for shoving me, then luckily his did called him over but he got angry. I would probably would never want to fight that annoying kid but I predict It will happen sometime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4684290085127875538-394637080472428024?l=normanbflush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://normanbflush.blogspot.com/feeds/394637080472428024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4684290085127875538&amp;postID=394637080472428024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4684290085127875538/posts/default/394637080472428024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4684290085127875538/posts/default/394637080472428024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://normanbflush.blogspot.com/2008/05/flush-diary.html' title='Flush diary'/><author><name>Norman B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03926634972427274539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TejMtSEUFmE/SsGrE8K_icI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Ose4rAmmKuw/S220/Cyrus_DPPt.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
