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  <pubDate>Fri, 23 Oct 2009 16:24:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sem break is upon me</title>
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  <description>After a heart-wrenchingly exhausting semester, my semestral break is finally here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My smile is so huge I&amp;nbsp;think I&amp;nbsp;may look even more demented than usual. The best part is that I&amp;nbsp;am so happy and relieved that I frankly do not care if I scare the people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in honor of this truly beautiful occasion, I&amp;nbsp;have decided to write down a list of my sem break resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;Who am I kidding, I only have the One. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the hellish semester that my I&amp;nbsp;saw fit to put myself through, I&amp;nbsp;believe I&amp;nbsp;owe it to myself to marathon the whole QAF series. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;look forward to reacquainting myself with that sparkly glittery beautiful universe where the sun shines 24/7 in Brian Kinney&apos;s bed (or at least in my fevered dreams, it, rather, he does.)</description>
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  <category>in love with the b/j love</category>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 23 Oct 2009 16:10:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I do apologize, my bastard lj child</title>
  <author>dottingham</author>
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  <description>Dear journal X,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry I&amp;nbsp;have been neglectful and have failed utterly in updating you with whatever snazzy new thoughts and experiences I&amp;nbsp;have encountered in my day. I&amp;nbsp;am truly sorry I&amp;nbsp;never gave you the time other users have, and that I don&apos;t even know what you look like anymore. Today, I&amp;nbsp;logged in and saw you for the first time in what has probably been months, and I&amp;nbsp;was startled to realize that I had forgotten what you looked like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I realized what a sad lj user I&amp;nbsp;truly am, and this got me thinking of the manner in which you were conceived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know how to say this without hurting your feelings, but - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You weren&apos;t planned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so in love with the fanfic - it was QAF, you know, and the beautiful fic seemed endless. I was so caught up in spending my every moment reading and laughing and crying and melting with every new fic that was posted that I got carried away. My feelings carried me away. I craved every bit of fic I&amp;nbsp;could find, and without even my noticing it, I&amp;nbsp;had an lj account. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was, a year ago. And my, how very little you&apos;ve grown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is certainly no fault of yours. I admit, the blame is entirely mine. I. I - well. I&amp;nbsp;may not have handled the situation very gracefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;was young, lj. I didn&apos;t know what to do. I wasn&apos;t prepared to spend time on you when I&amp;nbsp;was still so in love with reading all the heartbreakingly gorgeous fic out there. I&amp;nbsp;realize now that may have been selfish of me, when you were sitting in your lil lj corner, unattended and neglected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um. I still love the fic. I still love reading it deep into the night and sometimes even into the wee hours of the morning, making me bleary-eyed and drowsy when I have to get to school at truly painfully early hours. I won&apos;t lie to you, there will be times when I will be as starry-eyed and obsessively in love with the fic. But I want you to know that I&amp;nbsp;will be keeping you in my mind from now on, and I will try my best to at least write you once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe once a year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;ll see.&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m glad we had this talk.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 08 Mar 2008 08:14:10 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Filler entry.</description>
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