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		<title>Beauty</title>
		<link>http://quaintly.net/2011/08/beauty/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Aug 2011 20:44:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[sometimes when you love someone, you desperately long to grow at the same pace as they are, just so no one outgrows the other, and that everything will remain the same even as you&#8217;re both moved endlessly through the machinery of life. in the wake of frightening events i sometimes panic and fret that i [...]]]></description>
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		<title>South of Hollywood</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 12 Jul 2011 18:07:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[specks of the past do sometimes flit my way, and lodge themselves in my eye. flailing then i can no longer see the world before me, but am forced to look within as i forcefully blink. in these instances i realize how much i&#8217;d like to forget you the way you forgot me, but i [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Lost and Found</title>
		<link>http://quaintly.net/2011/06/lost-and-found/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Jun 2011 19:38:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[i just got home from a nice night out with two former colleagues at everyone&#8217;s favourite blog advertising network, and last night i had dinner with kim and gareth where kim cooked up a delicious storm of roast chicken, layered potatoes and meringue cookies. it&#8217;s always nice to reconnect with the blogosphere even if in [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Untitled</title>
		<link>http://quaintly.net/2011/06/untitled-2/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 03 Jun 2011 20:26:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[aiya i really didn&#8217;t want to be emo today, y&#8217;know, but the sensations are just here and i haven&#8217;t been able to shake them off. no matter what i do, i feel preoccupied &#8211; like i want to do something about what i&#8217;m feeling but i have absolutely nothing that is useful. no hands, no [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Setup</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 21 Apr 2011 10:26:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[small grains of hope sometimes explode within my chest in the most mundane of moments, like at six in the morning when i am dressed in sweatpants and still tiredly wading through dunes of reading assignments. he sleeps beside me as i read, and now and then there are spliced seconds when his foot brushes [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Momofuku</title>
		<link>http://quaintly.net/2011/01/momofuku/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 23 Jan 2011 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>quaintly</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[the sensation of little critters from the past crawling up my leg is a shivery, anxious one. but sometimes i can’t stop myself from freezing time and separating my emotions — to simply watch the spectacle as it unfurls across my skin, mid-crawl. i tried the other day to think about the person that i [...]]]></description>
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		<title>As We Encounter</title>
		<link>http://quaintly.net/2010/05/as-we-encounter/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 07 May 2010 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>quaintly</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[i am falling into you as i catch that lightning fast flash glimpse of you in the photograph from the reflection in the car, i am falling into you&#8230; and it seems that is always what i&#8217;m thinking of, as you look at me and i look up and there is all this sound of [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Utility of a Dollar</title>
		<link>http://quaintly.net/2010/02/the-utility-of-a-dollar/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Feb 2010 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[i think, most of all, i miss the security and warmth borne of the knowledge that together, we are a team. i&#8217;ve been distraught lately because it seems that all of my teams seem to be either falling apart or growing apart as we become more integrated into this aggressive adult world of incentives, competition [...]]]></description>
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		<title>This Time Last Year</title>
		<link>http://quaintly.net/2009/12/this-time-last-year/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 20 Dec 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[was tumultuous but a time of freedom. because i am inherently sadistic and like using pain as a fuel, i went back and looked at my blog archives for december. i remember this post, and the cupcakes, and what i thought was a calling. i remember this post as well &#8212; how it came about [...]]]></description>
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		<title>surely</title>
		<link>http://quaintly.net/2009/10/surely/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[this cant be what it’s like to chase happiness.]]></description>
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		<title>Chocolate Croissant Nights Again</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Feb 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[to take my mind off stuff, i was watching City of Glass on Youtube earlier tonight. Leon Lai, Shu Qi, Daniel Wu and Nicola Cheung star in this movie, one of my favorite Hong Kong movies of all time. when i watched City of Glass in 1998, i remember how my heart stopped during the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Sound of Silence</title>
		<link>http://quaintly.net/2008/12/the-sound-of-silence/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 27 Dec 2008 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[if there were a sound for silence, it would sound like stars. and if there were a sound for the shining of stars, it would sound like a million needles falling together, the tinkling crashing of their dissonance playing in an infinite loop that never seems drudging or tiresome. instead, this limitless sound feels naturally [...]]]></description>
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