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	<title>The Evening Dawns &#187; dating</title>
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		<title>Covering Your Ass(ets)</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2011 20:39:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Keisha</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was on a corporate website job searching when I came upon a position that spoke directly to my background. Great, I thought. Oh wait. The position is in Urbandale Iowa. I live in New York City. The thoughts immediately began to tumble around my head. Could I move to the mid West? My personality does well in many European cities but could I swing it in middle America? I Googled “living in Urbandale” and up pops apartments. A two bedroom townhouse rents for a thousand dollars. Washer and dryer hookup, fitness center on the premises, a pool, central AC, and the list goes on. A far cry from the flooding apartment and riff raff neighbors I currently deal with in my East Harlem neighborhood. 
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		<title>Will You Be My Imaginary Friend?</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Jul 2011 21:59:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Keisha</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Seeking smart nerdy type that can run faster than a speeding bullet and tolerate a moody alpha female. Kryptonite-toting-Caesar-complex twerps need not apply.

 So I have a Superman complex, you already hate me so do me a favor and shut up.

Most many people have their own version of the ideal person for them that's based on looks and how that person will act and make them feel all of the time. Many call this person their soul mate or “the one.” The truth is your soul mate is actually your imaginary friend.

 Everyone is running around looking for their imaginary friend to buddy up with for the rest of a very imaginary life. Imaginary kids that will do just as you tell them to do. Imaginary youth for eternity. Perfection. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Ode to the Modern Day Spinster</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Aug 2010 01:15:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Keisha</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Years ago a single woman past twenty-five was surely on her way to spinsterhood. By thirty what upstanding man would have anything to do with her? These days women have worked to loosen those pressures but to what avail? We can work and take care of ourselves easily without the support of a man. But if the natural instinct to cuddle up with someone kicks in the obstacle of finding a decent loyal guy to snuggle up beside you is like mission impossible.

In the past six months I’ve had The Fade pulled on me and not by some three or four month fling. I’ve known the guy over a decade and we’d been hanging out seven months before The Fade move. And it wasn’t even a fade. It was more of a “not speaking to me anymore type thing” with no explanation. No argument. No conversation. Just cut off.

Hurt, I meditated and fasted to get over my pain and availed to keep my head up. I met a new guy who seemed super interested and took my time to get to know him. One month in though I came to realize he was looking for someone to pay his bills. I’m not an ATM. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>A Single Gal’s Midnight Rant</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2009 19:50:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Keisha</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It’s been a few years since I’ve been out on the dating scene. So imagine the cold-water-in-your-face wake up call I got when I realized there was a huge difference between seeing someone, casual dating, serious dating, just hanging out, friends with benefits, a loose/casual relationship versus a serious relationship. And then there are the grey areas that don’t fall within any of the categories I just mentioned. And wouldn’t you know it but none of my current “situations” even qualifies for any of the situations above. I don’t know what to do with myself or them. [...]]]></description>
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