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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:jennyp.blog.co.uk,2009-11-10:/</id><title>Another Screwed-up Life</title><link rel="self" href="http://jennyp.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jennyp.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-10T07:00:32+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:jennyp.blog.co.uk,2006-04-28:/2006/04/29/another_night_down_at_the_ship~763714/</id><title>Another night down at the Ship</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jennyp.blog.co.uk/2006/04/29/another_night_down_at_the_ship~763714/"/><author><name>jenpolanska</name></author><published>2006-04-29T00:50:44+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T00:50:44+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;There's another Friday dead &amp; buried. My bestest pal Joanne is getting grief from her hubby. Joanne and David have got a secret thing going on but nothing's happened yet.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;In the middle of it all, there's me. Best friend to both, keeper of the peace. But on top of that I'm what they refer to as XXY, a foot in both camps. Life used to be simpler. The day I can do my job in the middle of nowhere, I'm off to where people don't give a shit about your stuff. And I'll probably still go to the pub for a late lunch.
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