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  <title>pffft</title>
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  <description>Today has not been a good day.&amp;nbsp; First of all, I have reread what I wrote a couple of days ago...Now, I used to consider myself a pretty decent writer but since I have started having kids it seems that&amp;nbsp; not only have I lost most of my free time (which I used to use for writing) but it also appears that I have lost creativity, words, and structure.&amp;nbsp; If I happen to reread something that I have written, it is likely that I&apos;m going to hate .....75% or so of it.&lt;br /&gt;I do realize that&amp;nbsp; I was quite upset at the time I wrote that, but anyways....&lt;br /&gt;New television at our house..(moved kids rooms/family rooms and wanted to add a tv, blah blah), so I called the satellite company about getting it hooked up w/ all of it&apos;s bells n whistles (which, mind you, is costing me almost $200 a month) They told me that they were happy to&amp;nbsp; come out and install cable into another room....for $169.00! grrrrrrrrrrrrrr!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;puke.&lt;br /&gt;kill the rich satellite man&lt;br /&gt;grrrr.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Jan 2008 22:29:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Missing Friends</title>
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  <description>I just finished looking at an old friends pictures that she had posted on her myspace page.&amp;nbsp; Pictures apparently from New Year&apos;s Eve, pictures of her and hers having the time of their lives,....pictures that made me want to die.&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to meet up with this friend during christmastime , having been in town&amp;nbsp; visiting family after not seeing her in more than a year, we made plans.&amp;nbsp; She seemed pretty excited, and I was excited too.. but it&amp;nbsp; was my excitment&amp;nbsp; that was put to a halt when I had messaged her asking for her phone number and also&amp;nbsp; leaving her the number&amp;nbsp; of where I was staying with no response...that is, until a few days ago ...with me back in town (of course) when she messaged me apologizing.&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago when I had gotten my internet connection back, I messaged her on myspace and we exchanged phone numbers.&amp;nbsp; The phone number she gave me did not work for me, and I really don&apos;t understand why exactly.&amp;nbsp; She had my number and assured me that long distance/ minute time was not at all an issue...but yet, I had never received a call with really strange excuses of the reasons why not.&amp;nbsp; Makes me wonder....maybe this woman has no interest or desire to talk to me.&amp;nbsp; Tears are welling up in my eyes now because this girl.....this woman....was probably one of the best friends I&apos;ve ever had.&amp;nbsp; Had grown up living on the same street, we spent almost every day with one another and I *thought* we had a lot of fun.&amp;nbsp; It was my boyfriend that rescued me from my personal hell&amp;nbsp; that turned out to be my later teenage years that changed our friendship.&amp;nbsp; I gave my everything to him and being horny, 17, and stupid as hell, a part of me abandoned my childhood friend....but she has always remained in my heart.&amp;nbsp; As the years passed, we saw each other occasionally and those times became less frequent once I started having children...Last time I saw her, she had come over to my apartment briefly and it warmed my heart&amp;nbsp; to see my children take to her right away.....they had seen in her during the 5 minutes they spent with her what I&apos;ve known always....God, I miss her.&lt;br /&gt;I have no friends left since my move from Michigan to Kentucky.&amp;nbsp; It isn&apos;t just the above mentioned, but everyone has grown so far apart from me.&amp;nbsp; Everything in my body and soul aches for a close friend who I can share my joys, my secrets, my bullshit to.&amp;nbsp; Someone to call me once in awhile just because they were thinking of me, a card, a visit, a fucking trip to the mall would more than suffice.&amp;nbsp; It would tickle me magenta if someone even put me in their little pathetic top 5 friends thing on myspace....how pathetic, I know...but I&apos;m a woman who is sick of being the girl left out even at the age of 26.&amp;nbsp; My birthday is 3 weeks from today, and who outside from my household will remember?&amp;nbsp; or fucking care to remember?&amp;nbsp; Is it so wrong?&amp;nbsp; Feeling this way?</description>
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