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    <copyright>Copyright 2008.</copyright>
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    <category>Relationships</category>
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      <title>Migrated!</title>
      <link>http://innerslut.blogdrive.com/archive/23.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 07 May 2007 07:24:22 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>That's it!

I've transferred the TIS2005 blog to its new home. I only hope that hackers don't hack into it this time.</description>
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      <title>Hello, Blogdrive</title>
      <link>http://innerslut.blogdrive.com/archive/2.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 04 May 2007 06:23:35 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
 I've had it with those Japanese hackers!I'm now in the process of transferring the entire TIS2005 blog from Blogger to here. It's going to take sometime but I'll finish the project.I'm incorporating the comments on the posts in the entries, though. There is no other way. I think it will be more interesting with the comments right on the same page as the entry itself.

 

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      <title>Buses &amp; Goodbyes</title>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 03 Dec 2005 02:44:09 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
 I've been on and off buses for the past three months: going home to my folks, meeting Cliff. They're very comfy buses, though. Big, touring buses with reclining seats, large and wide windows, and airconditioning. I like traveling in buses, as long as I get a window seat. I have to be able to look out the window; otherwise, I feel sick. It only takes two and a half hours to get home or to where Cliff usually stays so it's really no hassle. It could get tiring, though. So when I got on the bus to meet Carl somewhere four hours north of where I was, it was not an easy ride. Good thing I got a... (more)</description>
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      <title>From Cliff</title>
      <link>http://innerslut.blogdrive.com/archive/6.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 28 Nov 2005 07:46:28 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Still absorbing and processing....... all that great sex and feeling closer to you and knowing you better. Still thinking about all the complexity or seeming complexity of having such an amazingly physically intimate relationship and having that be such a good friendship that sometimes seems to pose possibilities of morphing, because how could it not, given all our conditioning and instincts. Yet, I know that we are where we should be, you and I.

What I still wrestle with is the clear duality in my Home Life. Home Life is wife and family and dog and house and friends and all that I love... (more)</description>
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      <title>Writing</title>
      <link>http://innerslut.blogdrive.com/archive/7.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 15 Oct 2005 14:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I'm home for the weekend and celebrating my return to broadband by visiting all my fave sites. Of course, checking emails and my blogs, too. A reader emailed me, remarking that she is frustrated with her writing skills, even embarrassed by them.

We all can't be writers. But that doesn't mean that you can't express yourself through the written word. The operative term here is express. If you've got something to say and you believe it's important enough to be expressed, then go ahead and express yourself! It's not just the pundits who are allowed to do this. Most of us are pajama bloggers,... (more)</description>
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      <title>Squirting</title>
      <link>http://innerslut.blogdrive.com/archive/8.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 13 Oct 2005 04:59:03 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>A reader sent me email asking if squirting can be learned. I don't really know. I do know that you can discover that you can squirt. That's what happened to me. It was Dale who &quot;took me&quot; there. (Big smile on my face here.)

I have fond, fond memories of that first time. I never thought I could reach such orgasmic heights. Of course, I went on to reach higher peaks of delight in subsequent encounters with him, but that first time was truly amazing.

These days, I can make myself squirt only after intense vaginal stimulation. With Tom, whose cock is at least eight inches long and thick, I can... (more)</description>
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      <title>News…</title>
      <link>http://innerslut.blogdrive.com/archive/9.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 08 Oct 2005 02:09:44 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Whoever invented broadband connection to the internet should be killed. After several years of DSL connection, I can't live without it! I am frustrated with this dial-up thing. For starters, your net activities are announced publicly by the very loud and irritating screech of the modem. Secondly, the charges are simply exorbitant! You pay much more for something so slow precisely because it's soooooooooooo slow. Sure, you can download apps designed for faster surfing but it creates just as many problems as it solves.

I spent a weekend with Cliff. We had this exchange of emails after he'd... (more)</description>
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      <title>Hibernation</title>
      <link>http://innerslut.blogdrive.com/archive/10.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2005 04:49:41 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>New job. New home. New city. No broadband internet access. No time. No money. No fun. No wonder TIS is in hibernation. I'm on my lunch break and posting on the fly. I'm actually worried that the office net administrator will discover that I blog during office hours. Then again, this is a rural setting and people might not be familiar with blogging and blogsites. (I still don't have a clear stand on blogging during paid time or the raging issues involved. I just know that anonymous is the way to blog!)

I'm joining Cliff this weekend in Manila. I missed him. Carl has been scarce. The guy went... (more)</description>
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      <title>Oy…</title>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 08 Sep 2005 03:33:44 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I have finally found a job. Not just any ol' job. It's something I like to do: lots of it and all urgent! Lots of writing and studying and helping mold policy and doing a lot of research, getting at the bottom of things. I am ecstatic. Joyous. Celebratory. Down with the flu.

Oy.


MXRR

congratulations on your new job... but i am sorry about the flu though... just drink lots of medicines and fluids.

have a nice day :-</description>
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      <title>From Cliff</title>
      <link>http://innerslut.blogdrive.com/archive/12.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 04 Sep 2005 05:01:51 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Cliff and I were chatting online last night, and he said some things that really turned me on. I miss him. He's been very supportive during my period of self-doubt and low self-esteem. You know, the things that unemployment bring. So, from Cliff:I was dreaming about fucking with you this morning. Honest to god I am so pent up I could burst. I was dreaming that I rolled over in the middle of the night and bumped into you, started kissing your breasts and nibbling on your nipples and kissing your neck...that I was touching you and you spread your legs and I entered you and plunged as deep as... (more)</description>
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