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		<title>My blog is moving!</title>
		<description><![CDATA[For all my loyal followers (hello? anybody out there?), I wanted to let you know that I&#8217;m moving my blog because I&#8217;ve got a brand spanking new website! Yes indeed, I have created a website that integrates my art, writing, crafting, and doula stuff (phew!) Come visit me at jennybach.com, won&#8217;t you? It&#8217;s shiny!]]></description>
		<link>http://somethingwilde.com/inner_monologue/2010/10/my-blog-is-moving/</link>
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		<title>Liverpool, part 2</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The next day&#8217;s agenda was&#8230;another tourist escapade! We went on the Yellow Duckmarine tour! I can hear your inward groan, but I have to say, I learned an awful lot about the city on that tour. Sure, there was a cheese factor, but mostly it was great. For example, did you know that Liverpool has [...]]]></description>
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		<title>It&#8217;s not the leavin&#8217; of Liverpool that grieves me, but darlin&#8217; when I think of thee</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Well, maybe it&#8217;s a little bit about the leaving of Liverpool. What do you think of when you think of Liverpool? I&#8217;m betting The Beatles. That&#8217;s what I figured too. When we first started making real plans to take this trip to Scotland (because I pushed relentlessly, I know&#8230;), Constance avowed that we&#8217;d also be [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://somethingwilde.com/inner_monologue/2010/09/its-not-the-leavin-of-liverpool-that-grieves-me-but-darlin-when-i-think-of-thee/</link>
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		<title>We interrupt this travelogue&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I just had to say That is all.]]></description>
		<link>http://somethingwilde.com/inner_monologue/2010/08/we-interrupt-this-travelogue/</link>
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		<title>Scotland, ho!</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Departure day arrived and we headed off to the airport, after picking up the friend who would borrow our car while we were away. Other than spilling a large quantity of very hot coffee in my lap, the SF airport was an uneventful place for us. There was one incident with a haughty Starbucks employee [...]]]></description>
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		<title>I&#8217;m not scattered, I&#8217;m omnipresent!</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Now that my adventures in jam have passed for the moment, and I&#8217;ve (more or less) secured lodging in Scotland for our trip, my thoughts turn toward other projects, other pastimes&#8230; like making incense! Yes, never content to have 20,000 in-progress projects at any one time, I&#8217;m always itching to start more! Actually, the incense [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://somethingwilde.com/inner_monologue/2010/07/im-not-scattered-im-omnipresent/</link>
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		<title>Jam, jam, jam, jam&#8230; Jam, jam, jam, jam&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Preserves, technically, but &#8220;preserves&#8221; doesn&#8217;t rhyme with &#8220;spam.&#8221; I was lucky enough to receive a whole lot of organically grown peaches and plums from some friends&#8217; fruit trees and I had to come up with an idea for what to do with it before it spoiled. I took several plums and started a plum cordial: [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://somethingwilde.com/inner_monologue/2010/07/jam-jam-jam-jam-jam-jam-jam-jam/</link>
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		<title>The Beauty of Limits</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;d love to say that I&#8217;m one of those creative types who just has ideas flowing forth all the time, that I could barely keep up with all my ideas for thing to make, to do, to write. I wish that were true. The truth is, despite the fact that I have (finally) a fine [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://somethingwilde.com/inner_monologue/2010/07/the-beauty-of-limits/</link>
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		<title>Into the Void</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Now what&#8230;(?) I mean, ok, I&#8217;m done with school. This is a very good thing; I know it and feel it deeply, profoundly. My desire to go on to grad school has abated for the moment, but I do still want the MFA. Why? Because. I really can&#8217;t give a better reason, I just want [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://somethingwilde.com/inner_monologue/2010/06/into-the-void/</link>
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		<title>Um, yes. I did forget I had a blog. Why?</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I know. Three months. Oh well, I&#8217;ve never been very good at keeping any sort of a journal. Why would a blog be any different? Besides, Facebook is instant gratification, almost. So, what have I been up to anyway? Well, I finished the spring semester at my school. That was good, only one year left [...]]]></description>
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