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	<title>FatGrrl</title>
	<link>http://fatgrrl.com</link>
	<description>Fatter than a speeding bullet.</description>
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		<title>Fat Fridays - Fat Popsicle</title>
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Mmmm....popsicle.

Oooh! Nintendo.... </description>
		<link>http://fatgrrl.com/?p=1210</link>
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		<title>I Knew It was Summer When</title>
		<description>....I stood in the kitchen slicing strawberries and saw from the corner of my eye a single drop of sweat fall from my face and plummet in agonizing slow motion to plop on the counter.

NOT ACCEPTABLE!!!

I could almost deal with summer heat if it weren't for all the sweating. Gross, ...</description>
		<link>http://fatgrrl.com/?p=1207</link>
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		<title>A More Complete Story</title>
		<description>Perhaps you remember a few months ago when a series of brief posts appeared detailing my success in applying to the University of British Columbia? And then they promptly disappeared? Here’s the deal:

I had acquired a new job in the early spring that was a temp position, and quite honestly, ...</description>
		<link>http://fatgrrl.com/?p=1202</link>
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		<title>Finally heard from UW!</title>
		<description>My letter from the University of Washington Information School arrived in the mail today carrying news of my fate with their Masters program.

They turned me down!

I'm gonna take it as a sign from the gods. Afterall, I sent in my admission confirmation to the University of British Columbia early last ...</description>
		<link>http://fatgrrl.com/?p=1194</link>
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		<title>News from A Broad</title>
		<description>Official word arrived yesterday...

I have been accepted to the dual Masters program of Archival and Library/Information Sciences at the University of British Columbia in Vancouver. (No word yet from the University of Washington. Impatient toe-tapping has gotten me nowhere on that one.)

My celebration was brief because soon my brain (oh, ...</description>
		<link>http://fatgrrl.com/?p=1192</link>
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		<title>We Interrupt This Retirement&#8230;</title>
		<description>We interrupt this Retirement in Progress with a couple of news updates:

1. The Canadian has returned home! I drove up to Winnipeg earlier this month and brought the Canadian home. FatGrrl vs. Immigration. And the winner is....FatGrrl!

2. Grad school applications are done and submitted. FINALLY! I applied to the University ...</description>
		<link>http://fatgrrl.com/?p=1190</link>
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		<title>Such Sweet Sorrow</title>
		<description>My butt's been dragging lately, folks, and I see the way it is affecting my time here. This pursuit is something that more and more easily gets pushed to the side to make way for other things that are taking up my time, energy, soul, etc. It's a bummer. And ...</description>
		<link>http://fatgrrl.com/?p=1188</link>
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		<title>Fat Friday - Guns</title>
		<description>I think I would like to hire this woman as my bodyguard. I wish I felt as strong as she looks. Find more sculptures and paintings of large women by Jed Dougherty here.

[caption id="attachment_1183" align="alignleft" width="368" caption="Stongwoman by J. Dougherty"][/caption] </description>
		<link>http://fatgrrl.com/?p=1182</link>
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		<title>Trudging On</title>
		<description>I'm really not so good at the waiting game. When there is a crisis I want to know what to do RIGHT NOW RIGHT NOW RIGHT NOW. So sitting on my hands and waiting for the immigration attorney to formulate the game plan is kind of killing me. My Canadian ...</description>
		<link>http://fatgrrl.com/?p=1178</link>
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		<title>Lost in Canadia-Land</title>
		<description>My Canadian tried to re-enter the country today and return to me after a month-long absence. He got turned back at the border. It feels like someone hit me with a sledgehammer. Once again, I have no idea when I will see him.

Thanks a lot, Universe. That kick to the ...</description>
		<link>http://fatgrrl.com/?p=1176</link>
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