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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>As I, a twenty-something coastal post-grad attempt to navigate the globe and my constantly evolving world of man-boys, you (the reader) get to follow. Feel free to point and laugh. OR you can ask for advice and share your own stories. Either way, life can be silly; it’s always best when shared.

-Freckles

P.S. Read the above links to catch yourself up on the philosophy and my romantic entanglements. If you need advice, click the ‘ask me anything’ link at the top left of the page.</description><title>I Like Your Freckles</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @ilikeyourfreckles)</generator><link>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>"I wish my moderate Republican friends would simply be honest. They all say they’re voting for Romney..."</title><description>“I wish my moderate Republican friends would simply be honest. They all say they’re voting for Romney because of his economic policies (tenuous and ill-formed as they are), and that they disagree with him on gay rights. Fine. Then look me in the eye, speak with a level clear voice, and say, ‘My taxes and take-home pay mean more than your fundamental civil rights, the sanctity of your marriage, your right to visit an ailing spouse in the hospital, your dignity as a citizen of this country, your healthcare, your right to inherit, the mental welfare and emotional well-being of your youth, and your very personhood.’ It’s like voting for George Wallace during the Civil Rights movements, and apologizing for his racism. You’re still complicit. You’re still perpetuating anti-gay legislation and cultural homophobia. You don’t get to walk away clean, because you say you ‘disagree’ with your candidate on these issues.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt; Pulitzer and Tony winning playwright Doug Wright (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://abloodymess.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;abloodymess&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/34320308819</link><guid>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/34320308819</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Oct 2012 08:18:04 +1000</pubDate></item><item><title>"I'm not a good person, but you are," he said..</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I hope you&amp;#8217;re doing well. Miss you.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;While I am not fluent in the tongue of self-loathing, I know enough to recognize a cry for help when I see one. The dilemma is this: do all cries for help deserve a response? The idealistic, humanist inside me is frantically screaming, &amp;#8220;OF COURSE!??&amp;#8221; It is just that I tend to let my need to feel needed make me blind to manipulation.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But really, what is the cost of a reply? Nothing? God, even as I am writing this I am not sure if I have come full circle or just talked myself into a deeper confusion. How could he possibly be playing me? I am in a far more emotionally stable place than I was when we met. Physically, I am more than a world away.. and let&amp;#8217;s face it. I have dated enough people since that emotionally, he feels very distant.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He has probably seen terrible things. Most likely, he has killed people. But I can&amp;#8217;t forget that I had him on a pedestal. If even for a brief time, he helped me leaps and bounds in the intimacy department and I still feel&amp;#8230; indebted.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I can&amp;#8217;t understand. All I can offer is a kind word and the kind of support that shines through the backlight of an LCD screen. I&amp;#8217;ll give him a few days so whatever this becomes isn&amp;#8217;t emotionally exhausting.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I do wish I could hear his voice.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/29840673057</link><guid>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/29840673057</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Aug 2012 04:37:49 +1000</pubDate><category>39</category><category>relationships</category><category>humanity</category><category>social perspective</category></item><item><title>Projection</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Like images reflected onto a screen, sometimes it is all too easy to finnagle our own issues into the dramas and misgivings of others.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As of late, I am all too guilty of this and it is my fear that that if it continues, it will hinder far more than roommate relations. It will hinder my spirit.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Bitterness is not a cloak I wear comfortably or well. Yet, whenever I remember how far I am from home and the comforts and securities that familiar faces provide, it is easy to wear said cloak under the pretense that it is some sort of safe guard.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Truth is, the joke is on Freckles. When you put up a wall, the only person that gets walled out is yourself. These past two weeks have been a magnificent testament to the Universe&amp;#8217;s sick sense of humor. I am not in control. I never am, really. I guess the issue being skirted around is that Freckles is having a big ole&amp;#8217; &amp;#8220;Life isn&amp;#8217;t fair moment,&amp;#8221; and you know what? That&amp;#8217;s okay. I can stomp my feet and feel bitter as much as I want as long as it is dealt with healthfully. That is what I am doing by writing this incredibly vague entry that even I don&amp;#8217;t want to understand. It&amp;#8217;s too embarassing that I even care about shit like this. (end rant)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So, the game plan is this: I am going to fake it till I make it and go forward with a smile. The prettiest girls are the happiest girls. &lt;strong&gt;The point is to remember that happiness is always the superior choice.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Always.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/29819608449</link><guid>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/29819608449</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Aug 2012 18:51:18 +1000</pubDate><category>self awareness</category><category>humility</category></item><item><title>Been in (s)Exmouth for 2 months now..</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="367" id="il_fi" src="http://www.smithonline.id.au/images/Exmouth_Sunset1.jpg" width="550"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;.. who knew this city girl could start to love a sky without a skyline?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/29326500162</link><guid>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/29326500162</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Aug 2012 18:16:51 +1000</pubDate><category>sexy exy</category></item><item><title>"There is no part of yourself that you leave behind. You can’t remove any part of yourself. You can..."</title><description>“There is no part of yourself that you leave behind. You can’t remove any part of yourself. You can only manage the different parts of yourself. There’s a car. It’s filled with people. The 12-year old kid’s in the back, so is the 22-year old, so is the 40-year old guy that likes to screw up, so is the 30-year old guy who wants to get his hands on the wheel and puts the pedal to the metal and drive you into a tree. All these people are in the car. That’s ok, that’s never gonna change. Nobody’s leaving. The doors are shut locked and sealed until you go into your box. But, who’s driving makes a really big difference.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bruce Springsteen (via &lt;a href="http://soupsoup.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;soupsoup&lt;/a&gt;) (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://fuckyeahtheboss.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;fuckyeahtheboss&lt;/a&gt;) (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://f1tspirati0n.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;f1tspirati0n&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tears in my eyes. The Boss is the man…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://spareunderthemat.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;spareunderthemat&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I LOVE THIS WITH EVERYTHING I HAVE. BOSS FOREVER.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/24118959119</link><guid>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/24118959119</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 May 2012 17:33:27 +1000</pubDate><category>bruce</category><category>legend status</category><category>inspiration</category></item><item><title>katgeorge:

I’m not a huge fan of Rihanna, but she just won...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m48j20DiTN1qz75z5o1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://katgeorge.tumblr.com/post/23305263835/im-not-a-huge-fan-of-rihanna-but-she-just-won" target="_blank"&gt;katgeorge&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I’m not a huge fan of Rihanna, but she just won like, at least 17 points with this. GO GIRL.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;annnnd FRECKLES JUST DIED INSIDE. Ri ri. What a motherfucking OG.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/23305393018</link><guid>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/23305393018</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 May 2012 06:24:29 +1000</pubDate></item><item><title>As much as this hurt my heart… I totallyyy understand.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3s3o5SZcE1ro6ruzo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3s3o5SZcE1ro6ruzo2_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;As much as this hurt my heart… I totallyyy understand.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/22853454651</link><guid>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/22853454651</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 May 2012 05:47:03 +1000</pubDate><category>NC rights</category><category>HRC</category><category>equality</category><category>gay marriage</category></item><item><title>"Bristol Palin’s argument against this perceived hypocrisy concludes: “It would’ve been nice if the..."</title><description>“Bristol Palin’s argument against this perceived hypocrisy concludes: “It would’ve been nice if the President would’ve been an actual leader and helped shape their thoughts instead of merely reflecting what many teenagers think after one too many episodes of Glee,” perhaps accidentally referencing a show that spent most of its first season developing a plotline about an unwed teenage mother who expresses herself by dancing to beloved pop standards in ridiculous costumes.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;Darren Franich &lt;a href="http://popwatch.ew.com/2012/05/11/bristol-palin-obama-gay-glee/" target="_blank"&gt;is killing it today&lt;/a&gt;. (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://entertainmentweekly.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;entertainmentweekly&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;DEAD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/22853028693</link><guid>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/22853028693</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 May 2012 05:38:27 +1000</pubDate><category>dead</category><category>dying</category><category>LOL</category></item><item><title>copycats:

“Runaway” - Fun.originally by Kanye West

Best thing...</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="299" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_PpSndnmdkE?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://copycats.tumblr.com/post/22372412953/runaway-fun-originally-by-kanye-west" target="_blank"&gt;copycats&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Runaway” - Fun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;originally by Kanye West&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Best thing I seen all week. ALL WEEK.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/22392330476</link><guid>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/22392330476</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 May 2012 04:40:17 +1000</pubDate><category>runaway as fast as you can</category></item><item><title>Jealousy</title><description>&lt;p&gt;.. such an empty emotion, isn&amp;#8217;t it? It inspires nothing, means less and basically only serves to remind that I am in fact a human being despite my every day attempts at being a robot. No point, Freckles. Let it go. For every person you are jealous of, there is someone who is jealous of you or thinks you have something they don&amp;#8217;t.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The truth is, we all have something to offer. It simply takes time and maturity to recognize it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;TRUTH&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/22328075413</link><guid>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/22328075413</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 May 2012 03:48:59 +1000</pubDate></item><item><title>Things I've Learned</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://the-frenemy.com/post/21482949045/things-ive-learned" target="_blank"&gt;thefrenemy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Here are some things I’ve probably learned by now. Please note that some of these things I &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt; have learned by now but it hasn’t quite set in yet. Please note that some of these things I am so, so close to finally getting. I am a sloppy work-in-progress.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everything is worse and better and bigger at night and in the exact moment you’re having it, and then it’s just ‘oh wah no big, dirt off my shoulders I wasn’t sobbing ALL NIGHT or anything’&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;cry it out, run it out, talk it out, ice cream it out, just get it out of heeeaaah&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I don’t care how stupid this SOUNDS but wearing a good nice outfit sure makes you feel great as hell, so do that&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Smile every once and a while and sit up straight and people won’t constantly think you’re the lady in the corner who’s gonna burn down the place&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;You can’t burn down the place but you should fantasize about it&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I don’t care how old you are, fantasize as much as possible&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;It’s your body, goddamnit, so you decide what to do with it, okay POLITICS?!??!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;If you are going out drinking, leave a bottle of iced tea in the fridge for the morning and you will liken yourself to a GOD come sunrise&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Call your mother or whatever family member is required to hear your boring bullshit because most people don’t want to hear that&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;If you have to ask a friend if “YOUR CRUSH” likes you, they don’t.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;No really&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-frenemy.com/post/21482949045/things-ive-learned" target="_blank"&gt;Read More&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;when Freckles got the time&amp;#8230; she&amp;#8217;ll make something like this.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/21983356301</link><guid>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/21983356301</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Apr 2012 02:15:24 +1000</pubDate><category>inspiration</category></item><item><title>Never thought of it that way before. I guess the social media...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m36kp6OiF61qmzbj3o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Never thought of it that way before. I guess the social media generation  is so engrained in what I call, “the culture of comparison,” that we don’t think twice about it. Yes, I realize the idiocy of posting this on a blog. And yes, I don’t care.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/21967313055</link><guid>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/21967313055</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Apr 2012 18:24:42 +1000</pubDate></item><item><title>"You have nothing to worry about, because you didn’t do anything wrong and karma is on your..."</title><description>““You have nothing to worry about, because you didn’t do anything wrong and karma is on your side.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;bestie&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/21961883133</link><guid>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/21961883133</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Apr 2012 15:15:46 +1000</pubDate></item><item><title>Embarassment to the Nth Degree</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I have what most people call a shame hangover. The best part is&amp;#8230; I wasn&amp;#8217;t drunk or under the influence of any kind. I was honest&amp;#8230; and I like being honest. I strive to be a good, loyal human being, and maintaining honesty (in most situations) is the only way I know how to do it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Not everyone likes honesty. I feel like I fucked up and I feel dark and I feel scared becauseI might have fucked up something good over something stupid.I do not like that. Past mistakes don&amp;#8217;t need to be given any more validation or lip service than they already have. Nothing will come out of it&amp;#8230; so why do I feel so vulnerable and ridiculous? Why am I hyper-sensitive to things that most people seem to be able to dust under the rug? I used to defend my sensitivity, saying that it made me a stronger person and a better friend, but today I don&amp;#8217;t feel like that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sometimes, like today, I feel weak and immature and I am exhausted from feeling weak and immature. I just want to be numb. I just want to not care.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;.. &amp;amp; I don&amp;#8217;t like it one tiny bit.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/21901879979</link><guid>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/21901879979</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Apr 2012 16:34:43 +1000</pubDate><category>honesty</category><category>58</category><category>52</category></item><item><title>amandalynferri:

mtv:

well played.

Hero
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2qv0lNN281qzgghfo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2qv0lNN281qzgghfo2_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://amandalynferri.tumblr.com/post/21397700496/mtv-well-played-hero" target="_blank"&gt;amandalynferri&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://mtv.tumblr.com/post/21397004159/well-played" target="_blank"&gt;mtv&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;well played.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hero&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/21804732814</link><guid>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/21804732814</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2012 07:50:06 +1000</pubDate><category>boss bitch</category><category>rihanna</category></item><item><title>I desperately needed to be reminded of this.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2zmx0bf581qj179mo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I desperately needed to be reminded of this.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/21720144107</link><guid>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/21720144107</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2012 02:44:05 +1000</pubDate><category>58</category></item><item><title>Yes. I actually made a graph to track my compulsions. Can making...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2xyva7YTv1qmzbj3o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes. I actually made a graph to track my compulsions. Can making charts be my new compulsion (because it was hella fun)?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/21699640457</link><guid>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/21699640457</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2012 14:24:17 +1000</pubDate><category>weird</category><category>graph</category><category>freckles be cray</category></item><item><title>"I want your embarassing mishaps to happen with me… "</title><description>““I want your embarassing mishaps to happen with me… “”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;58 to me, after I basically spelled out how inadequate I am. SMILES FOR DAYS.&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/21678189961</link><guid>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/21678189961</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2012 09:34:54 +1000</pubDate><category>WHAT</category><category>adorable</category><category>58</category></item><item><title>kellyoxford:

Kristen Bell and I have the same excited/sad...</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="225" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/t5jw3T3Jy70?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://kellyoxford.tumblr.com/post/16821327431/kristen-bell-and-i-have-the-same-excited-sad" target="_blank"&gt;kellyoxford&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kristen Bell and I have the same excited/sad crying scale.&lt;br/&gt;Holy shit, I love you Kristen.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/21657699593</link><guid>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/21657699593</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2012 04:48:58 +1000</pubDate><category>kristen bell</category><category>love her</category></item><item><title>"When shit brings you down, just say ‘fuck it’, and eat yourself some motherfucking candy."</title><description>““When shit brings you down, just say ‘fuck it’, and eat yourself some motherfucking candy.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;David Sedaris (‘Me Talk Pretty One Day’)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;currently reading this. David Sedaris, you are my spirit animal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/21639223877</link><guid>http://ilikeyourfreckles.tumblr.com/post/21639223877</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2012 19:12:04 +1000</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
