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		<title>Year Of The Rut</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Oct 2011 08:55:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sitting here wasting the best years of my life creeping old-flames on FaceBook. Watching Korean drummers on YouTube. Reading about Nigerian business opportunities on Yahoo. Playing Scrabble on my iPhone while Foxtel’s [V] Music blares away with Top 40 hits &#8230; <a href="http://immovablefeast.com.au/2011/10/04/year-of-the-rut/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=immovablefeast.com.au&#038;blog=14209415&#038;post=492&#038;subd=immovablefeast&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Fait Accompli By Ennis Cehic</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Oct 2011 08:54:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It’s true we misread time. We accepted its fait accompli without thinking twice. Instead, we went ahead unknowingly. Eager and desperate, we stepped forward with confusing excitement to learn and understand, to see life with our own eyes. Now, upon &#8230; <a href="http://immovablefeast.com.au/2011/10/04/fait-accompli-by-ennis-cehic/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=immovablefeast.com.au&#038;blog=14209415&#038;post=490&#038;subd=immovablefeast&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Living The Dream Or So It Seemed</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Jun 2011 08:53:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I went to Smith Street to see my friend H_ play with his new band. I’d never seen them before but was mighty impressed – as were the other 150 people in the room. I was impressed by them but &#8230; <a href="http://immovablefeast.com.au/2011/06/04/living-the-dream-or-so-it-seemed/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=immovablefeast.com.au&#038;blog=14209415&#038;post=488&#038;subd=immovablefeast&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Night Terrors</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Jun 2011 08:50:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Next to the one I love I lie contentedly. Lost in manifold dreams about her and a thing called love and this glorious period we currently exist in. Life together was going nicely. The future looked peachy. The past no &#8230; <a href="http://immovablefeast.com.au/2011/06/04/night-terrors/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=immovablefeast.com.au&#038;blog=14209415&#038;post=486&#038;subd=immovablefeast&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Slap</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 14 May 2011 07:51:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I knew right away when my open-palm shot from my side and struck his cheek that it was a mistake. Even though he’d been winding me up all night. Heckling the band. Scabbing drinks. Being course and obnoxious to anyone &#8230; <a href="http://immovablefeast.com.au/2011/05/14/the-slap/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=immovablefeast.com.au&#038;blog=14209415&#038;post=479&#038;subd=immovablefeast&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Women Are Strange</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 14 May 2011 07:51:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[She calls me at home. “I’m sorry baby” – she says. “How come?” “I have to work late” “That’s okay” – I say. “It’s not” “It’s not?” “Because I’m supposed to be home with you” “I know but it’s fine” &#8230; <a href="http://immovablefeast.com.au/2011/05/14/women-are-strange/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=immovablefeast.com.au&#038;blog=14209415&#038;post=477&#038;subd=immovablefeast&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>What Are You Two Talking About?</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 14 May 2011 07:50:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Tom and John were my mum’s uncles. Tom was a religious man. Wore a crucifix. Observed the feast days. Went to church twice a week. He was a butcher by trade who lived in a semi-rural town and had never &#8230; <a href="http://immovablefeast.com.au/2011/05/14/what-are-you-two-talking-about/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=immovablefeast.com.au&#038;blog=14209415&#038;post=475&#038;subd=immovablefeast&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Holidays At The Cabbage Patch</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 14 May 2011 07:49:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I’m on holidays. Two weeks off to relax. Re-energise. Do what people are supposed to do when they’re away from the daily grind. Whatever that is. Days free for me involve sitting in my sunless room. With my notepads and &#8230; <a href="http://immovablefeast.com.au/2011/05/14/holidays-at-the-cabbage-patch/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=immovablefeast.com.au&#038;blog=14209415&#038;post=473&#038;subd=immovablefeast&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>It&#8217;s Good To Be Back (For Me Anyway)</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2011 10:10:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[We head home. We get sun. We get to feel like we’re the special ones. The ones who got out. The ones who got the job done. There’s rivers of wine. Home-cooked dinners. Sessions with old acquaintances. It feels good &#8230; <a href="http://immovablefeast.com.au/2011/03/31/its-good-to-be-back-for-me-anyway/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=immovablefeast.com.au&#038;blog=14209415&#038;post=470&#038;subd=immovablefeast&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>These Days</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2011 10:04:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A cloudless 30 degree day. Payday. A lazy shift topped-off with an early finish setting me up nicely for the long-weekend ahead. Beating traffic. Her at home making lasagne and baking cookies. Two hours spare to sit at my desk &#8230; <a href="http://immovablefeast.com.au/2011/03/31/these-days/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=immovablefeast.com.au&#038;blog=14209415&#038;post=467&#038;subd=immovablefeast&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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