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  <description>It's not easy being   Virtual Lover.</description>
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    <title>A Lot of Nothing About Me and the World</title>
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    <pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2009 15:04:30 +0000</pubDate>
    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (Virtual Lover 1™)</author>
    <description>&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Bebe says he prefers to read me when I write about my past. I'm not exactly sure why. He also told me that when we met and we were sharing our secrets that we'd prolly only exposed 10% to each other. That was a rather broad statement I thought. I considered the idea then told him, no. I told him I'd already shared everything of importance from my past with him. That anything left wasn't worth repeating. That I'd already exposed everything about myself on the web too. Self published chronicles are in place all over. A good number of you know exactly what I mean.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Last night I was at party with a green theme for wardrobe.I had little advance notice about the event so I decided to go in what I had on already. I was wearing:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;leather boots by Blowfish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;leather car coat from Eddie Bauer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;paisley sweater - Jones New York&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;italinan merino wool cardigan - Tweeds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All from China when I checked this morning. &lt;em&gt;bad, bad josie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do know now the terrible consequences of leather from China and I'll be wearing that coat a long, long time to come to try to make up for it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Levis from Walmart&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jeans made in Pakistan, about the only product I get via Walmart. I'm mostly in on the boycott.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;camisole - Ann Taylor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;undergarments - Gap Body&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All from Sri Lanka.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In order to be completely PC I could keep the undergarments and shop from these lines: &lt;a target="_blank" rel="nofollow" href="http://www.idealist.org/if/idealist/en/Blog/Controller/viewEntry?permalink-title=all-the-rage--socially-conscious-fashion"&gt;socially conscious clothing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Nice but mostly a bit immature for a woman of my season and pricey. Tho I'd love to travel to Berlin and pick up some &lt;a target="_blank" rel="nofollow" href="http://www.finoslo.com/en/"&gt;Fin&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So yeah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After being out and about in the little town I've chosen to live in since 1974. Being out and seeing. Seeing who married whom and how it turned out. All in a room my sister and I used to rent for after hours parties so long ago. Some of the same people in attendance last night. After that experience I'm reminded there are more stories to tell but I'd have to fictionalize them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Not sure what I'll be wearing next time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Bebe says he prefers to read me when I write about my past. I'm not exactly sure why. He also told me that when we met and we were sharing our secrets that we'd prolly only exposed 10% to each other. That was a rather broad statement I thought. I considered the idea then told him, no. I told him I'd already shared everything of importance from my past with him. That anything left wasn't worth repeating. That I'd already exposed everything about myself on the web too. Self published chronicles are in place all over. A good number of you know exactly what I mean.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Last night I was at party with a green theme for wardrobe.I had little advance notice about the event so I decided to go in what I had on already. I was wearing:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;leather boots by Blowfish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;leather car coat from Eddie Bauer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;paisley sweater - Jones New York&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;italinan merino wool cardigan - Tweeds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All from China when I checked this morning. &lt;em&gt;bad, bad josie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do know now the terrible consequences of leather from China and I'll be wearing that coat a long, long time to come to try to make up for it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Levis from Walmart&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jeans made in Pakistan, about the only product I get via Walmart. I'm mostly in on the boycott.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;camisole - Ann Taylor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;undergarments - Gap Body&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All from Sri Lanka.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In order to be completely PC I could keep the undergarments and shop from these lines: &lt;a target="_blank" rel="nofollow" href="http://www.idealist.org/if/idealist/en/Blog/Controller/viewEntry?permalink-title=all-the-rage--socially-conscious-fashion"&gt;socially conscious clothing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Nice but mostly a bit immature for a woman of my season and pricey. Tho I'd love to travel to Berlin and pick up some &lt;a target="_blank" rel="nofollow" href="http://www.finoslo.com/en/"&gt;Fin&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So yeah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After being out and about in the little town I've chosen to live in since 1974. Being out and seeing. Seeing who married whom and how it turned out. All in a room my sister and I used to rent for after hours parties so long ago. Some of the same people in attendance last night. After that experience I'm reminded there are more stories to tell but I'd have to fictionalize them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Not sure what I'll be wearing next time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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    <title>without missing a beat - Pimp Mama -  Long Time Gone</title>
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    <pubDate>Sat, 03 Oct 2009 15:32:29 +0000</pubDate>
    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (Virtual Lover 1™)</author>
    <description>&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh. isn't she cute. she's got bling and everything. they think she doesn't hear them over the boom boom but she does. her bling would have cost them the better part of a paycheck. they dance next to her in a silly way. over the top trying to egg her on to foolishness. pimp mama was dancing before they were a twinkle in anyone's eye. she just tightens things up. letting them see she's got places a coin could bounce off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;she dances away from the half - wit who tries to sidle up to any woman he thinks is new. she's been bouncin this town since 1982. she pats him on the cheek without missing a beat and tells him to move on. he does, happy for the small attention she's shown him. more people are laughing and looking at each other like- who the fuck is this chick? she doesn't care. she just keeps dancing, and wishing she were in Europe or Brattleboro- anywhere else without ageism.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;then an asian guy comes up behind. she humours him but doesn't move into his wind. he jumps off to chase a pudgy, younger woman who's jumped up on the banquette to do a sloppy grind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;pimp mama works up to the front of the floor ignoring the smug looks of the only nerdy chic woman in the house; meanwhile noting her ambivelently attired boyfriend, is most likely gay. she used to be a lesbian; therefore, she knows these things.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;she'd given up all hope of dancing with anyone except herself when a pretty, young man almost twice her height jumps on. it's apparent they can dance with wild abandon without any after hours issues because their sexuality doesn't match. dance after dance down to the floor. she can hold it down there. she had to pull her sapling back up a couple times. but that was quite alright. it's what partners do for each other. they did the nasty for a set of numbers. he then kissed her on both cheeks and said goodbye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;mommy danced on alone and within five minutes he came back for more. a couple more songs and two more kisses and he's gone again. he's prolly getting teased about it at brunch, this morning, somewhere downtown. he was friends with the nerdy glamour chick. posse of hipsters.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;mommy moves up to the turntables and closer to the bros down front while she dances it out. the first couple comes over a bit more toned down now and respectful. the night draws to a close and pimp mama picks up her coat from where the bouncer let it lie. she throws him a wink and heads out the door one more time...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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    <media:text type="html">&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh. isn't she cute. she's got bling and everything. they think she doesn't hear them over the boom boom but she does. her bling would have cost them the better part of a paycheck. they dance next to her in a silly way. over the top trying to egg her on to foolishness. pimp mama was dancing before they were a twinkle in anyone's eye. she just tightens things up. letting them see she's got places a coin could bounce off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;she dances away from the half - wit who tries to sidle up to any woman he thinks is new. she's been bouncin this town since 1982. she pats him on the cheek without missing a beat and tells him to move on. he does, happy for the small attention she's shown him. more people are laughing and looking at each other like- who the fuck is this chick? she doesn't care. she just keeps dancing, and wishing she were in Europe or Brattleboro- anywhere else without ageism.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;then an asian guy comes up behind. she humours him but doesn't move into his wind. he jumps off to chase a pudgy, younger woman who's jumped up on the banquette to do a sloppy grind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;pimp mama works up to the front of the floor ignoring the smug looks of the only nerdy chic woman in the house; meanwhile noting her ambivelently attired boyfriend, is most likely gay. she used to be a lesbian; therefore, she knows these things.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;she'd given up all hope of dancing with anyone except herself when a pretty, young man almost twice her height jumps on. it's apparent they can dance with wild abandon without any after hours issues because their sexuality doesn't match. dance after dance down to the floor. she can hold it down there. she had to pull her sapling back up a couple times. but that was quite alright. it's what partners do for each other. they did the nasty for a set of numbers. he then kissed her on both cheeks and said goodbye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;mommy danced on alone and within five minutes he came back for more. a couple more songs and two more kisses and he's gone again. he's prolly getting teased about it at brunch, this morning, somewhere downtown. he was friends with the nerdy glamour chick. posse of hipsters.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;mommy moves up to the turntables and closer to the bros down front while she dances it out. the first couple comes over a bit more toned down now and respectful. the night draws to a close and pimp mama picks up her coat from where the bouncer let it lie. she throws him a wink and heads out the door one more time...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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    <title>Sweet Lips For Sweet Dreams</title>
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    <pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 13:03:55 +0000</pubDate>
    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (Virtual Lover 1™)</author>
    <description>&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center;"&gt;sweet lips for sweet dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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our connection may be fiber optic &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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but when you typed you were kissing me-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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my breath as i leaned into your neck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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washed your scent over we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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i had said i'd never love virtually again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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how was i to know you'd come along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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so handsome and fine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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tho i said i'd never do it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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i had to make you mine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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    <media:text type="html">&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center;"&gt;sweet lips for sweet dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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our connection may be fiber optic &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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but when you typed you were kissing me-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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my breath as i leaned into your neck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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washed your scent over we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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i had said i'd never love virtually again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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how was i to know you'd come along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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so handsome and fine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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tho i said i'd never do it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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i had to make you mine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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    <title>Round</title>
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    <pubDate>Wed, 22 Jul 2009 14:44:27 +0000</pubDate>
    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (Virtual Lover 1™)</author>
    <description>&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't have you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;so I'm looking for someone just like you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;just like you but I can't have you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;repeat as often as necessary.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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    <media:text type="html">&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't have you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;so I'm looking for someone just like you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;just like you but I can't have you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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    <title>I Don't Get It</title>
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    <pubDate>Mon, 25 May 2009 13:13:03 +0000</pubDate>
    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (Virtual Lover 1™)</author>
    <description>&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I said I wasn't conceited and I hope it's true. Sure, I know some people admire my package. But it's just what I've got. I do work on it. Still, I'm always surprised when people respond. A man looked out from his booth yesterday at the craft show and said, "My, you've got a striking presence." Taken aback I said, "Sorry?" He said it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;I'm a 51 year old woman and I'm not Jane Fonda. Geez, I never even went to the prom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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    <media:text type="html">&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I said I wasn't conceited and I hope it's true. Sure, I know some people admire my package. But it's just what I've got. I do work on it. Still, I'm always surprised when people respond. A man looked out from his booth yesterday at the craft show and said, "My, you've got a striking presence." Taken aback I said, "Sorry?" He said it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;I'm a 51 year old woman and I'm not Jane Fonda. Geez, I never even went to the prom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</media:text>
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    <title>Post Workout</title>
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    <pubDate>Sun, 17 May 2009 16:38:32 +0000</pubDate>
    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (Virtual Lover 1™)</author>
    <description>&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;After 60 dips and pullups&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I looked through the transom window to see&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the clouds had formed a heart shape skull&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;in the sky.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I gave the man at the coffee shop&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;10 dollars for my large iced latte with skim.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He gave me back two 5's and change with my drink.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All the while looking at my nails and then, respectfully at my rings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I went home and ordered tennis skirts to wear over my gym shorts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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    <media:text type="html">&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;After 60 dips and pullups&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I looked through the transom window to see&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the clouds had formed a heart shape skull&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;in the sky.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I gave the man at the coffee shop&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;10 dollars for my large iced latte with skim.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He gave me back two 5's and change with my drink.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All the while looking at my nails and then, respectfully at my rings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I went home and ordered tennis skirts to wear over my gym shorts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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    <title>I Don't Think I Should Have To Say I'm Sorry</title>
    <link>http://www.ipernity.com/blog/allaroundtheuniverse/144432</link>
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    <pubDate>Sun, 19 Apr 2009 14:13:08 +0000</pubDate>
    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (Virtual Lover 1™)</author>
    <description>&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been looking over my list&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;of long past lovers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It's lengthy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The conclusion-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I don't want any of you back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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    <media:text type="html">&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been looking over my list&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;of long past lovers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It's lengthy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The conclusion-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I don't want any of you back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</media:text>
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    <title>Dancing can Be Dangerous</title>
    <link>http://www.ipernity.com/blog/allaroundtheuniverse/127900</link>
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    <pubDate>Mon, 09 Feb 2009 12:30:48 +0000</pubDate>
    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (Virtual Lover 1™)</author>
    <description>&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;the last time i danced was in key west&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;it was with a guy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;named Alex&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;he tasted like a marlboro&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and said he was a pilot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;with family in new york and berlin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i let him walk me to my door&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i don't usually kiss boys i dance with&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the back of his head as he walked away is etched in my photographer's brain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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    <media:text type="html">&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;the last time i danced was in key west&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;it was with a guy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;named Alex&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;he tasted like a marlboro&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and said he was a pilot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;with family in new york and berlin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i let him walk me to my door&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i don't usually kiss boys i dance with&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the back of his head as he walked away is etched in my photographer's brain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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    <title>25 Boring things about me</title>
    <link>http://www.ipernity.com/blog/allaroundtheuniverse/124256</link>
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    <pubDate>Fri, 23 Jan 2009 23:15:03 +0000</pubDate>
    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (Virtual Lover 1™)</author>
    <description>&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. There isn't much I haven't said about myself on the internet already.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2. I have alter Egos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;3. My therapist says that's okay as long as I remember they are extensions of me and not actual people.I understand that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;4. I read every biography in my elementary school library. I am fascinated with people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;5. I have a very restless mind. A bit obsessive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6.As a child I would make myself count before doing things. Hello OCD!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;7. I started keeping journals at a young age.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;8. I am the oldest of six. Junior mother.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;9. I've been a nanny, makeup artist, waitress, and bartender.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;10. I love Berlin more than Aspen, Palm Beach or L.A. I can't explain it and I'm constantly asked to defend it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;11. I had a virtual lover.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;12. We still love each other but it's philos now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;13. I've never had an uncomplicated love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;14. While my life is remarkable there are long spans where I really don't know what the f I'm doing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;15. I scare myself with a lot of the stuff I do on the internet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;16. I believe it's part of the process of being a web artist.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;17. Proving and owning a trademark has given me more conviction to make a success of myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;18. I created a virtual pregnancy in outer space for a character who is yet to be born.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;19. I met a young man who wanted to help me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;20. I'm still in outer space. He took off but I've got his rocket.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;21. These fantasies are as real to me as my day to day life. He's completely real.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;22. My insights and vision come from scaling down as small as necessary and then embracing as wide a panorama as I possibly can.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;23.I love, love, love, dirty dancing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;24. I can't live without makeup, lipstick and eyeliner. Give me fifteen minutes and I can do a formal occasion or hit the highway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;25.Always let me grab my camera first. I'm ready to go!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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    <media:text type="html">&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. There isn't much I haven't said about myself on the internet already.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2. I have alter Egos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;3. My therapist says that's okay as long as I remember they are extensions of me and not actual people.I understand that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;4. I read every biography in my elementary school library. I am fascinated with people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;5. I have a very restless mind. A bit obsessive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6.As a child I would make myself count before doing things. Hello OCD!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;7. I started keeping journals at a young age.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;8. I am the oldest of six. Junior mother.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;9. I've been a nanny, makeup artist, waitress, and bartender.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;10. I love Berlin more than Aspen, Palm Beach or L.A. I can't explain it and I'm constantly asked to defend it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;11. I had a virtual lover.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;12. We still love each other but it's philos now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;13. I've never had an uncomplicated love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;14. While my life is remarkable there are long spans where I really don't know what the f I'm doing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;15. I scare myself with a lot of the stuff I do on the internet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;16. I believe it's part of the process of being a web artist.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;17. Proving and owning a trademark has given me more conviction to make a success of myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;18. I created a virtual pregnancy in outer space for a character who is yet to be born.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;19. I met a young man who wanted to help me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;20. I'm still in outer space. He took off but I've got his rocket.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;21. These fantasies are as real to me as my day to day life. He's completely real.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;22. My insights and vision come from scaling down as small as necessary and then embracing as wide a panorama as I possibly can.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;23.I love, love, love, dirty dancing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;24. I can't live without makeup, lipstick and eyeliner. Give me fifteen minutes and I can do a formal occasion or hit the highway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;25.Always let me grab my camera first. I'm ready to go!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</media:text>
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    <title>V.L. is thinking- vous pense à moi ?</title>
    <link>http://www.ipernity.com/blog/allaroundtheuniverse/123900</link>
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    <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jan 2009 13:12:59 +0000</pubDate>
    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (Virtual Lover 1™)</author>
    <description>&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she sleeps at nights dreams fly fast and furious. so vivid she feels she must wake up. shards of the past weaving in and out. in the pre light of morning she rouses and feels she's not an artist, she must quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Then the sun comes up and she remembers every time she wants to stop there's another breakthrough just around the corner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;She knows she shouldn't tell everyone this but she doesn't care.There's a certain amount of life that will go by unmarked. Too much life. So she writes and she writes when she doesn't believe she's an artist any longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You, told me you thought you might learn about women from reading me. you won't. You'll only learn about me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You, told me I was emotive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You, never tell me anything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;je pense à toi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All of you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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    <media:text type="html">&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she sleeps at nights dreams fly fast and furious. so vivid she feels she must wake up. shards of the past weaving in and out. in the pre light of morning she rouses and feels she's not an artist, she must quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Then the sun comes up and she remembers every time she wants to stop there's another breakthrough just around the corner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;She knows she shouldn't tell everyone this but she doesn't care.There's a certain amount of life that will go by unmarked. Too much life. So she writes and she writes when she doesn't believe she's an artist any longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You, told me you thought you might learn about women from reading me. you won't. You'll only learn about me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You, told me I was emotive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You, never tell me anything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;je pense à toi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All of you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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    <title>Questions Are Unecessary</title>
    <link>http://www.ipernity.com/blog/allaroundtheuniverse/121847</link>
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    <pubDate>Tue, 13 Jan 2009 15:43:41 +0000</pubDate>
    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (Virtual Lover 1™)</author>
    <description>&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wear your scent&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and women&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ask&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;permission&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;to&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;lean in closer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;time and again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I don't wonder&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;what happens&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;to you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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    <media:text type="html">&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wear your scent&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and women&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ask&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;permission&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;to&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;lean in closer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;time and again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I don't wonder&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;what happens&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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    <title>I Dream The Truth</title>
    <link>http://www.ipernity.com/blog/allaroundtheuniverse/121126</link>
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    <pubDate>Sat, 10 Jan 2009 14:14:15 +0000</pubDate>
    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (Virtual Lover 1™)</author>
    <description>&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had to wake myself this morning from the drug I use to keep winter at bay. Sleep's my drug of choice but when used too long or often it induces strange, epic dreams. I have to call on brain tactics beyond the dreaming consciousness. I have to remind myself I'm in a dream state and it's possible to leave.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I dreamt two versions of the same dream. The second was more satisfactory but it made me cry when I woke up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In both dreams you invited me to a party. In the first dream I never saw you. I was met with disdain by your friends and relatives. I thought I saw your shadow ducking into the pool house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There were a few in the crowd who were outsiders like I was. When I started to dream the same dream again I went back. Because I wanted to find you and them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The second time I went back I thought I was dreaming the dream a different day. I was confident this time because I was sure I knew what I was facing. Except my ex- father - in - law was there now and he was putting on his police uniform. He'd gotten down to his old academy size. I told him he looked good and walked by. Then I went into the kitchen of the grand old house. A house of generation after generation, The women looked at me and reminded me they'd told me to get out previously. I told them you'd invited me and that I was staying. I remember their raised, pencilled eyebrows and stiff hairdos the most.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I went into other rooms where the younger people showed their approval of me though they tried to hide it. Some asked me point blank again, why I was there when I knew I was unwelcome. I was looking for you. So I was determined to stay. I told everyone you'd invited me. They let me know it meant nothing. That there were different levels of relationship even for family members.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I went into another room and a handsome man told me I'd be perfect if only my nipple were pierced. I looked outside myself and remembered I had two. I told him to go fuck himself and decided to leave. I was reminded once more that I hadn't come from middle class America . That I didn't belong...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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    <media:text type="html">&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had to wake myself this morning from the drug I use to keep winter at bay. Sleep's my drug of choice but when used too long or often it induces strange, epic dreams. I have to call on brain tactics beyond the dreaming consciousness. I have to remind myself I'm in a dream state and it's possible to leave.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I dreamt two versions of the same dream. The second was more satisfactory but it made me cry when I woke up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In both dreams you invited me to a party. In the first dream I never saw you. I was met with disdain by your friends and relatives. I thought I saw your shadow ducking into the pool house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There were a few in the crowd who were outsiders like I was. When I started to dream the same dream again I went back. Because I wanted to find you and them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The second time I went back I thought I was dreaming the dream a different day. I was confident this time because I was sure I knew what I was facing. Except my ex- father - in - law was there now and he was putting on his police uniform. He'd gotten down to his old academy size. I told him he looked good and walked by. Then I went into the kitchen of the grand old house. A house of generation after generation, The women looked at me and reminded me they'd told me to get out previously. I told them you'd invited me and that I was staying. I remember their raised, pencilled eyebrows and stiff hairdos the most.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I went into other rooms where the younger people showed their approval of me though they tried to hide it. Some asked me point blank again, why I was there when I knew I was unwelcome. I was looking for you. So I was determined to stay. I told everyone you'd invited me. They let me know it meant nothing. That there were different levels of relationship even for family members.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I went into another room and a handsome man told me I'd be perfect if only my nipple were pierced. I looked outside myself and remembered I had two. I told him to go fuck himself and decided to leave. I was reminded once more that I hadn't come from middle class America . That I didn't belong...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</media:text>
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    <link>http://www.ipernity.com/blog/allaroundtheuniverse/117909</link>
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    <pubDate>Sun, 28 Dec 2008 16:45:25 +0000</pubDate>
    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (Virtual Lover 1™)</author>
    <description>&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I'm too much for this town&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I need to go somewhere I'm less a novelty&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm tired of being&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the only single girl at the dance- it's not fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Examples: They're too incredible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I arrive with my sister and the crowd assumes we're lesbians because we're dancing together. The next thing I know a guy grabs my hand and tells me to twirl. I look at him like he's on crack. He says- Go on twirl, it's ok- I've got a girlfriend here. I tell him- Good for you, you twirl then. His girlfriend laughs and smiles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Some stud pulls up to me and is awed at my abilities while at the same time fully admitting he's in awe of himself for dancing with me. He thinks we're starring in The Graduate. I'm okay with that till somebody starts bumping into the back of me. Like a girl with whiplash doesn't want to be bumped.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dustin tells me it's okay- that's my friend. I tell them both to jump off my train. Later on as I'm leaving the graduate yells out to me- Wow---- I really love you man!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He doesn't know what he's missing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm leaving this place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;font color="#000000" size="1"&gt;Discover &lt;a target="_blank" rel="nofollow" href="http://www.deezer.com/en/lady-gaga.html"&gt;Lady GaGa&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I'm too much for this town&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I need to go somewhere I'm less a novelty&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm tired of being&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the only single girl at the dance- it's not fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Examples: They're too incredible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I arrive with my sister and the crowd assumes we're lesbians because we're dancing together. The next thing I know a guy grabs my hand and tells me to twirl. I look at him like he's on crack. He says- Go on twirl, it's ok- I've got a girlfriend here. I tell him- Good for you, you twirl then. His girlfriend laughs and smiles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Some stud pulls up to me and is awed at my abilities while at the same time fully admitting he's in awe of himself for dancing with me. He thinks we're starring in The Graduate. I'm okay with that till somebody starts bumping into the back of me. Like a girl with whiplash doesn't want to be bumped.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dustin tells me it's okay- that's my friend. I tell them both to jump off my train. Later on as I'm leaving the graduate yells out to me- Wow---- I really love you man!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He doesn't know what he's missing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm leaving this place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;font color="#000000" size="1"&gt;Discover &lt;a target="_blank" rel="nofollow" href="http://www.deezer.com/en/lady-gaga.html"&gt;Lady GaGa&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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    <title>A Work In Progress</title>
    <link>http://www.ipernity.com/blog/allaroundtheuniverse/116296</link>
    <guid isPermaLink="false">tag:ipernity.com,2008-12-21,post-116296</guid>
    <pubDate>Sun, 21 Dec 2008 12:58:23 +0000</pubDate>
    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (Virtual Lover 1™)</author>
    <description>&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I created virtual love for just one man&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I told my actual lover it was all just a fantasy-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He concurred though i believe he knew it wasn't true.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;he rested assured knowing he had me actually and virtually too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now my car smells like a grape blunt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and I dream of a man who hated me when we met&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;hurt me by loving others more and more&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;drove me to another country and laughed when i couldn't find my airplane ticket&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;hides behind a smiling face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and said - oh---- it's you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the one time i tried to call.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;now i keep my cards closer to my chest&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;when i love virtually- it's in larger numbers on another level.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;communications limited to keyboards only.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;swearing never to meet&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;hoping to keep the dust&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;on the butterfly's wing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;forcing myself back to sleep dreaming of the fortifying effects of port&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;trying to envision just---- brightly colored edges of mosaic tiles alone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;font color="#000000" size="1"&gt;Discover &lt;a target="_blank" rel="nofollow" href="http://www.deezer.com/en/gnarls-barkley.html"&gt;Gnarls Barkley&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" rel="nofollow" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235369469366288477"&gt;josie soho® virtual lover ™ Eve not adam™&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
    <media:title>A Work In Progress</media:title>
    <media:text type="html">&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I created virtual love for just one man&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I told my actual lover it was all just a fantasy-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He concurred though i believe he knew it wasn't true.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;he rested assured knowing he had me actually and virtually too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now my car smells like a grape blunt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and I dream of a man who hated me when we met&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;hurt me by loving others more and more&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;drove me to another country and laughed when i couldn't find my airplane ticket&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;hides behind a smiling face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and said - oh---- it's you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the one time i tried to call.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;now i keep my cards closer to my chest&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;when i love virtually- it's in larger numbers on another level.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;communications limited to keyboards only.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;swearing never to meet&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;hoping to keep the dust&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;on the butterfly's wing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;forcing myself back to sleep dreaming of the fortifying effects of port&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;trying to envision just---- brightly colored edges of mosaic tiles alone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" rel="nofollow" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235369469366288477"&gt;josie soho® virtual lover ™ Eve not adam™&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</media:text>
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    <title>when handing out my card</title>
    <link>http://www.ipernity.com/blog/allaroundtheuniverse/115786</link>
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    <pubDate>Fri, 19 Dec 2008 13:37:38 +0000</pubDate>
    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (Virtual Lover 1™)</author>
    <description>&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh ho&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Virtual Lover- eh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That must be dangerous&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I reply--- oh no it's not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We practice virtual love carefully and safely.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It's understood-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;there's no connection beyond the computer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;if i crash my car- i won't call you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;when the auto body shop screws up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i can't send you down there to rip them a new asshole&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i handle everything myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;see how easy?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;virtual love• pain free• planet free• better than the real thing....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
    <media:title>when handing out my card</media:title>
    <media:text type="html">&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh ho&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Virtual Lover- eh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That must be dangerous&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I reply--- oh no it's not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We practice virtual love carefully and safely.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It's understood-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;there's no connection beyond the computer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;if i crash my car- i won't call you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;when the auto body shop screws up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i can't send you down there to rip them a new asshole&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i handle everything myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;see how easy?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;virtual love• pain free• planet free• better than the real thing....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</media:text>
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    <title>You Told Me You'd never Grow Up</title>
    <link>http://www.ipernity.com/blog/allaroundtheuniverse/114944</link>
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    <pubDate>Tue, 16 Dec 2008 03:04:58 +0000</pubDate>
    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (Virtual Lover 1™)</author>
    <description>&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Every time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;you retaliate&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;like a playground bully.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I love men-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;not children.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Run away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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    <media:text type="html">&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Every time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;you retaliate&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;like a playground bully.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I love men-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;not children.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Run away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</media:text>
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    <title>How To Know When You're Right</title>
    <link>http://www.ipernity.com/blog/allaroundtheuniverse/114303</link>
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    <pubDate>Sat, 13 Dec 2008 13:47:33 +0000</pubDate>
    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (Virtual Lover 1™)</author>
    <description>&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you spend&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;An hour or so dancing with the same man&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And he walks you back to your hotel and kisses you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And you tell him he can't come up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And he walks away without a word...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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    <media:title>How To Know When You're Right</media:title>
    <media:text type="html">&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you spend&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;An hour or so dancing with the same man&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And he walks you back to your hotel and kisses you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And you tell him he can't come up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And he walks away without a word...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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    <link>http://www.ipernity.com/blog/allaroundtheuniverse/113008</link>
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    <pubDate>Sun, 07 Dec 2008 21:42:32 +0000</pubDate>
    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (Virtual Lover 1™)</author>
    <description>&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;ever since&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;you told me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;you'd told that boy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;at the gym&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i was your secret lover&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;he looks me steadfastly in the eyes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;without saying a word&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;when he hands me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;my keys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
    <media:title>•</media:title>
    <media:text type="html">&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;ever since&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;you told me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;you'd told that boy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;at the gym&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i was your secret lover&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;he looks me steadfastly in the eyes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;without saying a word&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;when he hands me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;my keys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</media:text>
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    <title>I'm Not Your Mother and I Think Like My Father</title>
    <link>http://www.ipernity.com/blog/allaroundtheuniverse/112156</link>
    <guid isPermaLink="false">tag:ipernity.com,2008-12-04,post-112156</guid>
    <pubDate>Thu, 04 Dec 2008 02:31:22 +0000</pubDate>
    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (Virtual Lover 1™)</author>
    <description>&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;3,4, 5 of you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;in love with me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;for years, decades.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;seems like eons.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i can't call on any of you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;remind me again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;why&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;you're so important&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;to my&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;well being.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;how much mother fucking time do you think there is?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;friggin candy asses.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" rel="nofollow" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gWzlD7Lc6w8"&gt;Heartless&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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&lt;p&gt;in love with me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;for years, decades.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;seems like eons.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i can't call on any of you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;remind me again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;why&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;you're so important&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;to my&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;well being.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;how much mother fucking time do you think there is?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;friggin candy asses.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" rel="nofollow" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gWzlD7Lc6w8"&gt;Heartless&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</media:text>
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    <title>Everything I've Got</title>
    <link>http://www.ipernity.com/blog/allaroundtheuniverse/111095</link>
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    <pubDate>Sat, 29 Nov 2008 13:32:52 +0000</pubDate>
    <author>nobody@ipernity.com (Virtual Lover 1™)</author>
    <description>&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/josiesoho/3519939"&gt;&lt;img height="451" width="500" border="0" src="http://u1.ipernity.com/10/99/39/3519939.02403881.500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/allaroundtheuniverse/3519910"&gt;&lt;img height="336" width="500" border="0" src="http://u1.ipernity.com/10/99/10/3519910.e79d788e.500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/freeatlast/3519963"&gt;&lt;img height="390" width="500" border="0" src="http://u1.ipernity.com/10/99/63/3519963.103170af.500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p style="text-align:center;"&gt;Why I'm not enough for any of you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p style="text-align:center;"&gt;If you can find me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
    <media:title>Everything I've Got</media:title>
    <media:text type="html">&lt;p class="who"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/allaroundtheuniverse"&gt;Virtual Lover 1™&lt;/a&gt; has added a post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/josiesoho/3519939"&gt;&lt;img height="451" width="500" border="0" src="http://u1.ipernity.com/10/99/39/3519939.02403881.500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/allaroundtheuniverse/3519910"&gt;&lt;img height="336" width="500" border="0" src="http://u1.ipernity.com/10/99/10/3519910.e79d788e.500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/freeatlast/3519963"&gt;&lt;img height="390" width="500" border="0" src="http://u1.ipernity.com/10/99/63/3519963.103170af.500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p style="text-align:center;"&gt;Why I'm not enough for any of you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p style="text-align:center;"&gt;If you can find me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</media:text>
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