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	<title>An Analog Girl in a                    Digital World</title>
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		<title>On the Edge</title>
		<link>http://overwoman.wordpress.com/2008/09/26/on-the-edge/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 26 Sep 2008 18:25:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[He came. He inspired. Dared me to question, push, and demand. The life that is mine to live.
I gave in the resignation letter yesterday.  Nothing lined up but dreams and gut instincts. 
I believe it is possible. I know it is possible. So I am going after what I want. What I know I want in [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=overwoman.wordpress.com&blog=1321557&post=178&subd=overwoman&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>09-21-2008</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 21 Sep 2008 03:30:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Today he told me, he is in love with you.  Treat him well. Cherish him strongly. Protect him with all you have. Be strong, because you will need to be. 
Love isn&#8217;t a battle. But this time, I lost.
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		<title>Called Today</title>
		<link>http://overwoman.wordpress.com/2008/09/03/called-today/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 03 Sep 2008 02:16:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>naijasoverwoman</dc:creator>
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Sign that I really do like pain and disrespect. 
Want to delete FB connection and other emails. Why do I need to know what person is up to? Isn&#8217;t that peeling the scabs of a healed wound.
Mister is coming in 2 weeks. Getting my head and heart ready for closure and final goodbye.
Should I delete emails? [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=overwoman.wordpress.com&blog=1321557&post=174&subd=overwoman&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Much ado about nothing</title>
		<link>http://overwoman.wordpress.com/2008/09/01/much-ado-about-nothing/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Sep 2008 04:19:19 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>naijasoverwoman</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[How do writers do it? Seriously.  How do they do it? I have a million thoughts each day. Think to myself &#8221; I should write this down. I should record this thought somewhere so that I can look it over some time. Yet, each time I look at this blank page I can;t write down [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=overwoman.wordpress.com&blog=1321557&post=170&subd=overwoman&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Rejection in Disguise</title>
		<link>http://overwoman.wordpress.com/2008/08/25/rejection-in-disguise/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 25 Aug 2008 16:25:44 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>naijasoverwoman</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I say I wont call but i do. I worry  you won&#8217;t pick up, and when you do i wish you hadn&#8217;t.
I must love pain, confusion, and the randomness that is my indecision.  If not, why do i keep calling? Why do I say I won&#8217;t call you anymore and then dial your [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=overwoman.wordpress.com&blog=1321557&post=167&subd=overwoman&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>It&#8217;s been a While</title>
		<link>http://overwoman.wordpress.com/2008/06/30/its-been-a-while/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Jun 2008 03:02:41 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>naijasoverwoman</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I aim, via blogging, to achieve some kind of self-knowledge, love, and accountability.  While I believe that I know myself well, I think that writing allows for a different kind of self exploration.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=overwoman.wordpress.com&blog=1321557&post=163&subd=overwoman&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Fashion Lust</title>
		<link>http://overwoman.wordpress.com/2008/02/23/fashion-lust/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 23 Feb 2008 10:35:36 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>naijasoverwoman</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Lust is one of the seven greatest sins, isn&#8217;t it? 

That is bad:)  I am yet to start work and not even close to the first big PAYCHECK &#8230; yet I can&#8217;t wait to start shopping:)  I am inspired by the range of shops and clothing in my city.  I won&#8217;t be going for high-end [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=overwoman.wordpress.com&blog=1321557&post=159&subd=overwoman&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>My People</title>
		<link>http://overwoman.wordpress.com/2008/02/13/my-people/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Feb 2008 18:35:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>naijasoverwoman</dc:creator>
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This life is funny sha.  Seriously.  Why is that folks are hardly ever who they present themselves to be?  It&#8217;s like folks think they have to be in some constant competition with other people. Who has the best marriage ( better yet who SEEMS to have the best marriage), whose father is [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=overwoman.wordpress.com&blog=1321557&post=13&subd=overwoman&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>0% APR: A Response to the oft asked question &#8220;When will you Marry?</title>
		<link>http://overwoman.wordpress.com/2008/02/09/0-apr-a-response-to-the-oft-asked-question-when-will-you-marry/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 09 Feb 2008 17:35:46 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>naijasoverwoman</dc:creator>
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Originally Written: Aug 19, 2005 5:37 PM
 
Last night I went out with a group of friends that I hadn&#8217;t seen in ages. I had forgotten how great it feels to dance all night, as in I did not sit out ONE dance. It got to the point that my boy Darrel got on the mic [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=overwoman.wordpress.com&blog=1321557&post=149&subd=overwoman&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Learning</title>
		<link>http://overwoman.wordpress.com/2008/01/25/learning/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Jan 2008 10:07:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>naijasoverwoman</dc:creator>
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&#8220;He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the hearts of men; yet they cannot fathom what God has done from beginning to end. I know that there is nothing better for men than to be happy and to do good while they live. That everyone may eat and drink, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=overwoman.wordpress.com&blog=1321557&post=137&subd=overwoman&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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