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    <title>Somehow Smiling</title>
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    <lastBuildDate>Sat, 27 May 2006 12:55:01 PDT</lastBuildDate>
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    <copyright>Copyright 2006.</copyright>
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      <title>Relationships, Friendships and Flings</title>
      <link>http://cheronica.blogdrive.com/archive/206.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 27 May 2006 12:50:44 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I had a revelation last night, regarding why 7 major (and multiple minor) characters from Aelis' life have disappeared.

This is how it works:

Contact is made by one party or t'other, sometimes both simultaneously. Aelis develops an interest in the other person but does not voice this interest. Chat ensues. T'other person expresses an interest in Aelis. Aelis reveals her interest in t'other person. They discuss the merits of furthering the friendship / relationship / fling. They either develop the friendship / relationship / fling, or go back to chatting, depending on the eventual resolution... (more)</description>
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      <title>Bah!</title>
      <link>http://cheronica.blogdrive.com/archive/205.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 26 May 2006 23:30:09 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I feel I ought apologise, readers all, for my absence from this space.
Truth is I've been suckered in by the evil that is MySpace. It's a convenient package, I'll admit, but there're some nasty beasties hiding in those banner ad's, and some equally nasty beasties with profiles too!
I came back here because of Solender.  I'm subscribed to his blog, so every so often a pearl, a gem, a veritable diamond drops into my Inbox. One did today. It reminded me why this place was so valuable to me, how it still could be.
And so I vent...
There's this guy... There's always a guy, or a girl, when it... (more)</description>
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      <title>Week 1</title>
      <link>http://cheronica.blogdrive.com/archive/204.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 13 Jan 2006 21:18:38 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>and 9 lbs gone...
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      <title>Transference, Transcendence, Sublimity</title>
      <link>http://cheronica.blogdrive.com/archive/203.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 02 Jan 2006 17:35:48 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>One swirl can mean a dozen things, one etch can cut further than a dozen scratches... can reach deeper than a hundred ribbons...
People will see melodrama in this. I'm not the first to be inked. I'm not the first to feel this way.
I don't see melodrama. It is my first inkage. It is the first time I've felt this. Why should I be silent?
 
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      <title>Can you...</title>
      <link>http://cheronica.blogdrive.com/archive/202.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 05 Oct 2005 18:19:19 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>...make the world go away? (Other than by alcohol or drugs?)



Horace the Karma Llama strikes again. Least I no longer need to be paranoid about EmoPirateDude... He's gotta be perfect for so much bad to happen today.



I need sleep.



I've not taken my anti-depressants for a week. It's weird.</description>
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      <title>My parents</title>
      <link>http://cheronica.blogdrive.com/archive/201.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 28 Sep 2005 09:24:49 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>When my dad first left my ma started chatting to people online. She then became convinced that one of the people she was chatting with was my dad in disguise... especially when she then arranged to meet him in person and he stood her up.



Then she got with her (ex-)boyfriend and forgot about it all.



However she and Pete split at the start of the week and she's now convinced again. She was going to go visit this guy over the weekend and he's cancelled. So, she's now convinced again that this guy is actually my dad.



She's completely ignoring the fact that my dad doesn't have... (more)</description>
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      <title>My mother...</title>
      <link>http://cheronica.blogdrive.com/archive/200.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 26 Sep 2005 17:00:10 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>They're as bad as each other.



My father found out about my mother's boyfriend. Saturday, when I saw him, he sent his best wishes for them both, that he liked ma's boyfriend very much and that he was happy for them... that he hoped they'd do well together.



I told my ma he knew, that he was happy for them, that they seemed a really good match and that he sent his best wishes.



She told her boyfriend.



That is why they argued Saturday, that is why she came home suicidal, and that is why they've now broken up... At least... that's what she says.



So, either her... (more)</description>
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      <title>Blondie...</title>
      <link>http://cheronica.blogdrive.com/archive/199.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 24 Sep 2005 23:03:27 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>The beautiful blonde may not be my boyfriend atm... I'm not sure how things stand between us.



But... I've just had a call from the boyfriend of the girl Blondie went to visit on his 3-day bender last weekend. He said Blondie, the girl and the boyfriend had a 3some.



It wouldn't have bothered me if Blondie had told me. It shouldn't bother me now... being as we may not be together. But I'm still hurt.



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      <title>Even after everything...</title>
      <link>http://cheronica.blogdrive.com/archive/197.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 24 Sep 2005 18:08:34 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>...my dad's still trying to blame my mum.



I found out today why he got so far into debt... He was trying to bring on a heart attack, which would've meant the debts were totally wiped clear and the life insurance would've provided enough to keep his family. He felt so guilty about everything he'd done, and so miserable about being with my mum, that the only way out he could see was to die.



I want to cease existence. But I'm not running away. I just don't see the point of life. If there was joy then I'd want to exist, but life is just day after day of mediocrity mostly. Whereas he... (more)</description>
      <comments>http://cheronica.blogdrive.com/comments?id=197</comments>
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      <title>Fade away</title>
      <link>http://cheronica.blogdrive.com/archive/196.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 23 Sep 2005 20:59:23 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>This is where it all started...



... perhaps this is where it all ends.



I would suggest we make bets on the possibility of my surviving the weekend... but I know the answer already. I'm still not selfish enough to go through with it. I'm selfish enough to be a total bitch to the guy I love... and then to stress him out into running away... but I'm not selfish enough to run away myself.



How wrong is that?



I'm sticking around because I made a promise and because other people need me. I'm not sticking around for me.



I'm not even sure I exist right now!



I started... (more)</description>
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