<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3494870</id><updated>2009-02-21T03:44:09.999-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Havoc's Black Box of Horrors</title><subtitle type='html'>Rocky roads cobble the corners of my heart
but i've found someone to help pave the way</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Havoc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09671578295380504917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3494870.post-111009415547823533</id><published>2005-03-06T02:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T02:29:15.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Still Alive!</title><summary type='text'>Just wanted to let you know that I am still alive and doing reasonably well.  I havn't been updating because my the amount of work on my plate is crazy.  However, be sure to check my deiviant art page which is constantly being updated with new images at http://absolutetruth.deviantart.com.Cheers</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/111009415547823533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3494870&amp;postID=111009415547823533' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/111009415547823533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/111009415547823533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-still-alive.html' title='I&apos;m Still Alive!'/><author><name>Havoc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09671578295380504917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13615563335260552666'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3494870.post-110706482619356044</id><published>2005-01-30T01:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T01:03:07.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The River</title><summary type='text'>So peaceful, so tranquil. This is a pic of the Speed River in Guelph. The picture was snapped while I was walking along the river just contemplating life. The scene really struck me as beautiful and I just had to stop and admire the beauty of nature.The same nature that runs through the downtown area of one of Ontario's most rapidly expanding regions. Hard to believe. The unfortunate part is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/110706482619356044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3494870&amp;postID=110706482619356044' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/110706482619356044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/110706482619356044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/2005/01/river.html' title='The River'/><author><name>Havoc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09671578295380504917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13615563335260552666'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3494870.post-110679584782456549</id><published>2005-01-26T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T22:19:29.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boobs, Butt, or Shoulder?</title><summary type='text'>Alright,Now here's a game that I can relate to. Test your skills at random parts of female anatomy. I have a hard enough time locating these items in the daylight, so you guys should be able to beat my score of 22. Courtesy of our friends at Newgrounds.com. Click on the link under he pic to play.Boobs, Butt, or Shoulder?So what if I'm inmature. It'll pay off when I'm like 50.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/110679584782456549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3494870&amp;postID=110679584782456549' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/110679584782456549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/110679584782456549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/2005/01/boobs-butt-or-shoulder.html' title='Boobs, Butt, or Shoulder?'/><author><name>Havoc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09671578295380504917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13615563335260552666'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3494870.post-110646952802600371</id><published>2005-01-23T03:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T03:38:48.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOW DAY PLEASE</title><summary type='text'>I don’t know about you guys in other places of the world, but here in Guelph, we received a shit-load of snow. I’m talking like a full foot deep in the parking lot of my apartment building.I had my first opportunity to drive a 4 wheel drive vehicle in the snow. I was quite impressed. Lauren and I tried doing a bunch of donuts in the universities parking lot but the damn thing just gets too much</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/110646952802600371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3494870&amp;postID=110646952802600371' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/110646952802600371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/110646952802600371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/2005/01/snow-day-please.html' title='SNOW DAY PLEASE'/><author><name>Havoc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09671578295380504917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13615563335260552666'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3494870.post-110624639973005667</id><published>2005-01-20T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T13:39:59.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn Education</title><summary type='text'>Alright.. So it's the second week of class and I'm already getting stressed out. What's up with all this work? That's not what school's supposed to be about, is it? And all this learning! From my experience school's not about that either.I have like a million assignments that I have to complete this semester and tons of reading. Luckily, I was able to get into the courses that I required </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/110624639973005667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3494870&amp;postID=110624639973005667' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/110624639973005667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/110624639973005667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/2005/01/damn-education.html' title='Damn Education'/><author><name>Havoc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09671578295380504917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13615563335260552666'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3494870.post-110470380410258491</id><published>2005-01-02T17:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T17:10:04.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Christmas Break</title><summary type='text'>Just wanted to let you all know that I’m having the best Christmas break ever.  I won’t go into the details but suffice it to say that both Santa and Mrs. Clause were very very good to me this year.I also want to extend my sympathies to all those who don’t go to U of Guelph.  We start again on the 10th and apparently everyone else is starting on like the 3rd or 4th. Suckers!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/110470380410258491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3494870&amp;postID=110470380410258491' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/110470380410258491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/110470380410258491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-love-christmas-break.html' title='I love Christmas Break'/><author><name>Havoc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09671578295380504917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13615563335260552666'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3494870.post-110359871120333179</id><published>2004-12-20T22:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T22:11:51.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sam's Gone</title><summary type='text'>Today I gave my rat Sam away to my friend Dave.  Sam was an 8 week old butterscotch rat whome I purchased at a pet store under the false information provided my the salesperson that he was a girl.  Like 3 days after I had Sam at my appartment, I noticed that Sam was growing what appeared to be testicles. The problem wasn't so much that Sam was a male, as that I was looking for a female.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/110359871120333179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3494870&amp;postID=110359871120333179' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/110359871120333179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/110359871120333179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/2004/12/sams-gone.html' title='Sam&apos;s Gone'/><author><name>Havoc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09671578295380504917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13615563335260552666'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3494870.post-110308479463748770</id><published>2004-12-14T23:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T23:26:34.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FINISHED</title><summary type='text'>I finished my last exam on Saturday and only now am I starting to feel better.  I left to come back home on monday and finally the relief is setting in.  Thank God.Overall, my exams wern't too bad though.  Three exams, two of which I murdered.  Damn Corporate Finance.  I've come to the conclusion that I cannot work with numbrs for the rest of my life.  I need more than meaningless, abstract </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/110308479463748770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3494870&amp;postID=110308479463748770' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/110308479463748770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/110308479463748770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/2004/12/finished.html' title='FINISHED'/><author><name>Havoc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09671578295380504917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13615563335260552666'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3494870.post-110280652990062924</id><published>2004-12-11T18:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T20:58:05.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures in Whitby Psyc Continued</title><summary type='text'>Here are some pics from a recent excursion that we took to Whitby Psyc. We tried to capture some more pictures of orbs, but I guess they were all sleeping because we hardly got any. Here's a picture of some weary urban explorers that have stopped to warm themselves by the fire. That's right; Building 19 has a fully functional fireplace. We burn mostly cardboard and pieces of broken furniture. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/110280652990062924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3494870&amp;postID=110280652990062924' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/110280652990062924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/110280652990062924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/2004/12/adventures-in-whitby-psyc-continued.html' title='Adventures in Whitby Psyc Continued'/><author><name>Havoc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09671578295380504917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13615563335260552666'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3494870.post-110119209336199210</id><published>2004-11-23T01:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T01:41:33.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Haunted Whitby Psyc? </title><summary type='text'>Do you believe in ghosts? I'm not sure if I do. This weekend I again traveled to Whitby Psych, the abandoned mental institution, and I'm questioning my beliefs.A friend of mine brought his digital camera and snapped a bunch of pics. We noticed some funny anomalies in some of the pictures. They were these little "orbs' that seemed to show up on the pictures. We didn't realize at the time because</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/110119209336199210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3494870&amp;postID=110119209336199210' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/110119209336199210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/110119209336199210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/2004/11/haunted-whitby-psyc.html' title='Haunted Whitby Psyc? '/><author><name>Havoc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09671578295380504917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13615563335260552666'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3494870.post-110056817371240522</id><published>2004-11-15T20:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T20:24:02.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Crazy Ass Shit</title><summary type='text'>I'd like to introduce another one of David Firth's characters. Meet Mr. Saladfingers. Some people think he's wierd, others claim he's crazy, I think he's just misunderstood.EnjoySalad Fingers Episode 1Salad Fingers Episode 2Salad Fingers Episode 3Salad Fingers Episode 4</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/110056817371240522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3494870&amp;postID=110056817371240522' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/110056817371240522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/110056817371240522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/2004/11/more-crazy-ass-shit.html' title='More Crazy Ass Shit'/><author><name>Havoc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09671578295380504917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13615563335260552666'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3494870.post-110030176441841039</id><published>2004-11-12T18:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T18:54:29.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Ass Shit</title><summary type='text'>Check out the Milkman Flash Animation by David Firth. He is absolutely amazing! He dubbed it to some Brian Eno and Aphex Twin which really contrasts with the darkness of the animation.WARNING!!!: DO NOT WATCH THIS ON ANY CRAZY DRUGS OR IF YOU HAVE NIGHMARES OR ARE EASILY DISTURBED. YOU'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO FORGET IT. I BET YOUR GOING TO WATCH IT ANYWAY http://www.fat-pie.com/milkman.htmMe, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/110030176441841039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3494870&amp;postID=110030176441841039' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/110030176441841039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/110030176441841039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/2004/11/crazy-ass-shit.html' title='Crazy Ass Shit'/><author><name>Havoc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09671578295380504917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13615563335260552666'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3494870.post-110024067021097958</id><published>2004-11-11T04:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T01:24:30.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Life Really Like That?</title><summary type='text'>I had the opportunity this afternoon to engage in a lengthily discussion with a professor at the university I attend. We started talking about future careers and I posed him a question.  I asked how he had gotten where he was.Apparently he started as a high school teacher, living on a farm in the west end of Toronto.  He started his own landscaping business cutting grass.  He said he figured </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/110024067021097958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3494870&amp;postID=110024067021097958' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/110024067021097958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/110024067021097958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/2004/11/is-life-really-like-that.html' title='Is Life Really Like That?'/><author><name>Havoc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09671578295380504917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13615563335260552666'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3494870.post-109998490483897396</id><published>2004-11-09T05:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T02:30:27.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever felt like crying?</title><summary type='text'>For no apparent reason I was overcome this evening with a sadness that has followed me into the night. No reason or purpose motivates this resident beast. It feeds on my happy thoughts and corrupts my perception. A black veil has enshrouded me, tinting reality just so, and evoking my horrendous pessimism.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/109998490483897396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3494870&amp;postID=109998490483897396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/109998490483897396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/109998490483897396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/2004/11/have-you-ever-felt-like-crying.html' title='Have you ever felt like crying?'/><author><name>Havoc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09671578295380504917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13615563335260552666'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3494870.post-109994333000442151</id><published>2004-11-08T14:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T01:27:52.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whitby Psych!</title><summary type='text'>Well Alright,This is a blog devoted to all the crap I like. Supernatural, urban exploration, philosophy and the search for the underlying truisims behind the human condition.Speaking of urban exploration. These are some pics from Whitby Psych; the abandoned mental hospital on the Whitby lakeshore. They are of 'Building 19' which is a centeral buiding that we have set up as a home base.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/109994333000442151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3494870&amp;postID=109994333000442151' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/109994333000442151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3494870/posts/default/109994333000442151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://absolutetruth.blogspot.com/2004/11/whitby-psych.html' title='Whitby Psych!'/><author><name>Havoc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09671578295380504917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13615563335260552666'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry></feed>