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  <title>Blythou's trip</title>
  <subtitle>welcome to my world</subtitle>
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    <name>blythou</name>
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  <updated>2009-11-24T18:30:24Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blythou:299924</id>
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    <title>blythou @ 2009-11-24T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-24T18:30:24Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-24T18:30:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tweet tweet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;18:04&lt;/em&gt; Back from my hellish with a headache (had no food since breakfast), my mother's HUGE cat and a big fat check from the sale of the house. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/6013121046"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;18:06&lt;/em&gt; I'm SO ordering a new computer from the Apple store first thing tomorrow as a reward for behaving today despite delays, suburban trains... &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/6013166131"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;18:08&lt;/em&gt; Of course, our interwebs connection is slooow as usual these days. Right now, I want to die. Or have a drink, i don't know. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/6013232993"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;18:49&lt;/em&gt; I can't stand people who wax poetic and write pompous comments on facebook. Or say "like" when somene's posted something horrible. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/6014247072"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Twittering Blythou out</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blythou:299639</id>
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    <title>blythou @ 2009-11-23T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-23T18:30:23Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-23T18:30:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tweet tweet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;12:00&lt;/em&gt; Crappy week ahead. Stomach in a knot. Nervous about tomorrow. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5973568264"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Twittering Blythou out</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blythou:299320</id>
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    <title>blythou @ 2009-11-22T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-22T18:30:12Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-22T18:30:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tweet tweet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;13:02&lt;/em&gt; Kitties are in a pee-mood. Armand left a few drops in my make-up yesterday. Cool. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5944367966"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Twittering Blythou out</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blythou:299049</id>
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    <title>blythou @ 2009-11-20T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-20T18:30:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-20T18:30:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tweet tweet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;19:12&lt;/em&gt; bought the cutest bunny necklace from Oysho... Looks like a mix of Beatrix Potter &amp;amp; Mark Ryden and old fashioned too. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5896167964"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Twittering Blythou out</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blythou:298763</id>
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    <title>blythou @ 2009-11-19T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-19T18:30:24Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-19T18:30:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tweet tweet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;11:20&lt;/em&gt; I miss my houseguests ! &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5854103947"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;11:30&lt;/em&gt; Received the new vacuum cleaner &amp;amp; steam cleaner, plus make-up from eyeslipsface. Somebody's being shopping online lately... &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5854233696"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;19:10&lt;/em&gt; User manual translation completed and sent, invitation to my favorite radio show accepted, now back to our regular program... &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5864259212"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Twittering Blythou out</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blythou:298702</id>
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    <title>blythou @ 2009-11-17T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-17T18:30:18Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-17T18:30:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tweet tweet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;10:58&lt;/em&gt; Hanging out with Bea and Kate... Shopping expedition planned, then lunch... Should be fun, fun, fun ! &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5792157862"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;17:45&lt;/em&gt; Ooops, I think I've bought a dark red vinyl Hello Kitty train case at Oysho this afternoon while shopping with the girls... &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5800096357"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;18:23&lt;/em&gt; I hate it when people report things that have been supposedly said about me behind my back. It's not like we're still in high school, people &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5801003196"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;18:24&lt;/em&gt; And, it's not the first time I've been called "crazy" (or any number of variations around that theme).For the record, I prefer "eccentric" &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5801025147"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Twittering Blythou out</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blythou:298241</id>
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    <title>blythou @ 2009-11-16T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-16T18:30:26Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-16T18:30:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tweet tweet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;11:02&lt;/em&gt; compiling my album-song-gig-movie-book of the year for Rock&amp;amp;Folk. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5761566915"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;12:22&lt;/em&gt; Album of the year: "Ghost Train Tragedy" by Coming Soon, Song: "Zero" by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Gig : Boss Hog &amp;amp; Franz Ferdinand this summer &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5762608456"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Twittering Blythou out</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blythou:298227</id>
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    <title>blythou @ 2009-11-15T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-15T18:30:16Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-15T18:30:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tweet tweet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;12:08&lt;/em&gt; My job is apparently less important than signing stupid papers for the sale of my mother's house. It's not like I have a REAL job anyway. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5734057757"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;12:08&lt;/em&gt; BTW, that not-so-serious job makes real-serious-money. Which has helped my mother a great deal more than once. Ironic, hey ? &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5734068095"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;12:10&lt;/em&gt; I'd love to meet the family therapist my mother &amp;amp; sister went to. He made a serious mess. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5734090132"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Twittering Blythou out</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blythou:297823</id>
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    <title>blythou @ 2009-11-14T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-14T18:30:22Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-14T18:30:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tweet tweet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;10:44&lt;/em&gt; No H&amp;amp;M &amp;amp; Jimmy Choo madness for me. I'm too old for this shit. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5705874437"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Twittering Blythou out</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blythou:297718</id>
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    <title>blythou @ 2009-11-13T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-13T18:30:22Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-13T18:30:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tweet tweet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;11:55&lt;/em&gt; Translation for a radio show this afternoon. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5676676477"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Twittering Blythou out</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blythou:297412</id>
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    <title>blythou @ 2009-11-12T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-12T18:30:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-12T18:30:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tweet tweet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;10:43&lt;/em&gt; Even though I really really want a pair of Jimmy Choo's, I won't go to H&amp;amp;M on Saturday. Fashion victim, yes, but not ready to be trampled. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5645372532"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;11:10&lt;/em&gt; I've got some fresh ideas for fiction. I just need a little quiet time to write... And I must remind myself that writing is a solitary thing &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5645707952"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Twittering Blythou out</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blythou:297048</id>
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    <title>blythou @ 2009-11-10T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-10T18:30:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-10T18:30:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tweet tweet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;11:05&lt;/em&gt; When I have some time off, I'd love to write fiction again... &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5585230457"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;11:05&lt;/em&gt; Tomorrow, the Paris Apple Store is open even if it's a holiday here. Must. Check. It. Out. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5585237793"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;18:47&lt;/em&gt; Haven't seen a living soul today besides T., except when I went out for some shopping. And had to listen for 30 mins of maternal babble. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5594531743"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Twittering Blythou out</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blythou:296811</id>
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    <title>blythou @ 2009-11-09T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-09T18:30:16Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-09T18:30:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tweet tweet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;10:46&lt;/em&gt; Sp&amp;#xE9;cial d&amp;#xE9;dicace pour Pauline. Happy birthday, les Muppets : &lt;a href="http://www.muppetcentral.com/"&gt;www.muppetcentral.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5555189502"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;10:59&lt;/em&gt; If I hear one more thing about the Berlin wall, I'm going there with a pile of bricks and rebuilt it. Enough with the media overload ! &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5555336974"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;11:14&lt;/em&gt; Dear Blythe clones : you're ugly and cheap, you lack Blythe's charm &amp;amp; innocence. Please go away. Now. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5555508803"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;16:29&lt;/em&gt; feeling lazy today... I need to kick my own butt and be productive... &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5561019589"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Twittering Blythou out</content>
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    <title>blythou @ 2009-11-08T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-08T18:30:09Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-08T18:30:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tweet tweet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;11:44&lt;/em&gt; Going to treat myself to an iMac at the new Apple Store in Paris &amp;amp; leave my iBook in the living-room so I'm never far from a Mac in my house &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5529567690"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;14:39&lt;/em&gt; Working instead of relaxing as usual. I'll arrange the Blythe cabinet another time. Another year, probably. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5531778195"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;15:56&lt;/em&gt; Enough work. Maybe I should change the outfits on some dolls... after all, they've been wearing the same stuff for 2 years+ or so. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5533082596"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;16:54&lt;/em&gt; nice chat with Nikki over the phone... And I've already changed 5 Blythes... I'm relaxing in a productive way. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5534172816"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Twittering Blythou out</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>blythou @ 2009-11-07T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-07T18:30:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-07T18:30:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tweet tweet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;10:40&lt;/em&gt; Jacno est mort et &amp;#xE7;a fait chier. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5503132547"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;15:55&lt;/em&gt; I just realised that Littlest Pets are fugly cute little monsters. And horrible kitsch ones, too. I know, I must own 100 of them... &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5507410181"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;15:57&lt;/em&gt; I still haven't had the time to do anything with my Blythes. How do I manage to be busy all the time ? &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5507433097"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Twittering Blythou out</content>
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    <title>blythou @ 2009-11-06T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-06T18:30:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-06T18:30:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tweet tweet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;11:01&lt;/em&gt; Didn't tweet yesterday, was too busy writing an article that was... yes, you've guessed, urgent as usual. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5475147634"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;11:02&lt;/em&gt; I'd like to change the display in my blythe cabinet tomorrow... Or Sunday. Why do I never meet my deadlines when they're fun-oriented ? &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5475157937"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;11:20&lt;/em&gt; Going to the Asian supermarket today. My green tea supplies are low, I almost have no oil-free dressing left and I need tofu. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5475368050"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Twittering Blythou out</content>
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    <title>blythou @ 2009-11-04T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-04T18:30:18Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-04T18:30:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tweet tweet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;22:20&lt;/em&gt; Cardboard scratching post almost dead after just 5 days of use. My cats are fuzzy killing machines... &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5401955429"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;11:44&lt;/em&gt; Everytime I read about the label Fat Possum, I picture a real possum behind an old scareed desk, smoking a fat cigar &amp;amp; drinking bathtub gin &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5417310029"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;11:45&lt;/em&gt; And Mr Fat Possum's p.a. looks like a girl who stepped out of an old private dick novel, chews gum &amp;amp; wears a pencil skirt and stilettos &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5417325298"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;11:46&lt;/em&gt; In case you wonder, yes, I do have a very active imagination and I have to remind myself that vegs aren't living critters so I can eat them &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5417336199"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Twittering Blythou out</content>
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    <title>blythou @ 2009-11-03T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-03T18:30:14Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-03T18:30:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tweet tweet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;10:58&lt;/em&gt; Is it night already ? Or is the weather really awful in Paris ? &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5388109717"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;11:04&lt;/em&gt; Takara hates me. After releasing a rock'n'roll Blythe, they're doing a Hello Kitty one. I don't need it. I WON'T BUY IT. HEARD ME, TAKARA ? &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5388186113"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;16:20&lt;/em&gt; Bettie's having fun with her mini skateboard... Armand looks at her with that befuddled expression of his. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5393548614"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Twittering Blythou out</content>
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    <title>blythou @ 2009-11-02T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-02T18:30:12Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-02T18:30:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tweet tweet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;23:08&lt;/em&gt; We might have beaten a new record for emptying bottles of red wine... &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5347413319"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;23:10&lt;/em&gt; Rearranged the Blythe cabinet. Err, in fact, just started... Then, I'll change their outfits. And I'll take photos. Or something... &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5347449288"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;11:08&lt;/em&gt; Food and booze vanished by sheer magic yesterday and I hope a wonderful time was had for all... &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5360068743"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;16:00&lt;/em&gt; What's wrong with our internet connection these days ? It's fucking slow and rebooting it won't  do... &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5364668936"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;16:02&lt;/em&gt; Looking at Blythe-related events never fails to make me sad.I feel like I've dropped out &amp;amp; hate myself for never trying to be a part of it. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5364715032"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;16:03&lt;/em&gt; But I'm super proud of my friend Isaline who won the latest photo contest ! &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/yzywoxo"&gt;tinyurl.com/yzywoxo&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5364743469"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Twittering Blythou out</content>
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    <title>blythou @ 2009-11-01T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-01T18:30:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-01T18:30:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tweet tweet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;15:02&lt;/em&gt; Celebrated Halloween last night with good friends and Return Of The Living Dead. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5337813310"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;15:08&lt;/em&gt; Just baked courgette &amp;amp; carrot muffins with parmesan cheese &amp;amp; dark choc' brownies with Kalhua. I'll post my guests' comment tomorrow. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5337908843"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Twittering Blythou out</content>
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    <title>blythou @ 2009-10-31T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-31T18:30:09Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-31T18:30:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tweet tweet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;15:30&lt;/em&gt; Feeling fat, bloated and ugly today. So what else is new ? &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5314558749"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;17:35&lt;/em&gt; Seeing Margaux soon.Even though she's nearly 3 yo I still want to eat her alive.Does that make me a cannibal? Or is she too cute to resist ? &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5317190798"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Twittering Blythou out</content>
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    <title>blythou @ 2009-10-30T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-30T18:30:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-30T18:30:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tweet tweet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;10:26&lt;/em&gt; Apple Store will open in Paris on 11/7. Do I need more Apple goodies ? No. But I want a new computer... &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5283285329"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;10:30&lt;/em&gt; Bought two skirts yesterday, a mini-black one with a zipper in front and a longer one (still above knee, mind you) in denim. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5283335860"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Twittering Blythou out</content>
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    <title>blythou @ 2009-10-28T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-28T18:30:10Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-28T18:30:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tweet tweet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;10:52&lt;/em&gt; Bought a sweater dress and a Hello Kitty sweater at H&amp;amp;M yesterday. Resisted the lure of another sweater dress in the teen section... &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5226538066"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;17:23&lt;/em&gt; I must check out the Toki-Doki jewellery designed for Hello Kitty's 35th b-day. You never have enough TD necklaces... &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5234088691"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Twittering Blythou out</content>
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    <title>blythou @ 2009-10-27T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-27T18:30:11Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Tweet tweet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;10:35&lt;/em&gt; I've decided that if there's such a thing as a Blythe Con in Europe, I'll try to go. Enough of missing out all the fun all the time. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5196876277"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Twittering Blythou out</content>
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    <title>blythou @ 2009-10-26T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-26T18:30:18Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-26T18:30:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tweet tweet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;19:27&lt;/em&gt; Virus has stricken back today. Felt sick, puked a little. I'm exhausted but managed to cook dinner for friends even though I won't eat. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/blythou/statuses/5179280418"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Twittering Blythou out</content>
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