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<rss version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>They say the grass is greener on the other side. Except that sometimes, it’s just a dirt field.</description><title>The Dirt Field</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @thedirtfield)</generator><link>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>I wish there could be more days like today. </title><description>&lt;p&gt;I danced my heart out last night at Ambassade to great House music, zero alcohol, and amazing company. It’s snowing outside, and Lyon has turned into a white wonderland. ‘m off to buy the last of the christmas presens. I’m going to Geneva tomorrow to go see Cirque du Soleil. I’m going home in two or three days to spend christmas in the tropics. I’m really happy that I quit law to do something I really enjoy, even if it took this long. We’re having a flat party tonight that I’m looking forward to. I just had a four hour sex/cuddle/laugh session with Sam, who’s a genuienly nice guy and whom I’ll be seeing again in January. And at least today, I don’t feel like the least bit a shite person. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I like today, a lot. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/289039532</link><guid>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/289039532</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Dec 2009 17:05:00 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>I’ve never personally seen Lyon snowy at night, but I...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://22.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kuq3kxHbKM1qzntv4o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’ve never personally seen Lyon snowy at night, but I don’t need a picture to visualize it. This city truly is a postcard. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/285459904</link><guid>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/285459904</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 03:14:53 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>This is Sam. He is fairly cute, funny, witty, smart,...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://7.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kuq315rDek1qzntv4o1_250.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is Sam. He is fairly cute, funny, witty, smart, interesting, has a good sense of humor, ok body, and his only problem is that he walks a bit weird (but as Frances said, you just gotta “Pat them into shape” haha). He’s a gentleman and would probably be more than ok dating material. He also likes me. And the more I spend time with him, the more I like him as well. And the more I like him, the more I’m attracted to him, *except* that, at the same time, the more I like him, the more I want to be damn sure that nothing other than friendship happens between us, because I know I’m not ready and in no position to date someone without massively hurting them if they get too involved with me. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;On the one hand, I like to think that this means that I’ve grown as a person, and don’t want to hurt someone I like by getting involved with them when I’m too messed up to deal with it properly and will only end up hurting them. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;On the other hand, I’d be really nice to have someone, and it’s possible that I’m partly self destructing by only getting with guys that I know are only interested in a one night thing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I’m also afraid because I’m pretty sure that this internal mess is one I won’t be able to clean up as quickly as I’d like to.  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/285443075</link><guid>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/285443075</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 03:03:00 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>Getting ready to watch Season 5. 
So. Excited. </title><description>&lt;img src="http://10.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kung5fkaG71qzntv4o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Getting ready to watch Season 5. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So. Excited. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/283305656</link><guid>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/283305656</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Dec 2009 16:53:38 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>Late wake up, two episodes of Queer as Folk, a House (aka ‘ouse en France hehe) dance workshop...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Late wake up, two episodes of &lt;b&gt;Queer as Folk&lt;/b&gt;, a House (aka ‘ouse en France hehe) dance workshop with &lt;b&gt;Stylistik&lt;/b&gt;, the first kebab of the year, and &lt;b&gt;High School Musical 3&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;An Ace sunday. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/282317839</link><guid>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/282317839</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Dec 2009 00:37:27 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>The first snowfall of the year!!!</title><description>&lt;img src="http://15.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kuq3hwA4Md1qzntv4o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The first snowfall of the year!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/285457432</link><guid>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/285457432</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Dec 2009 14:34:00 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>My Wall-to-Wall with Frances VI (when we have full on convos thru FB)</title><description>Frances Leak : I went to the toilet this morning... I thought of you...hehe you did say last night that when I needed to pee in the mornin I'd be thankful for your present of toilet paper! Also muchly appreciated the two tequila shots :o) Not sure if you remember them.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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I think you more or less declared your love for me last night... and from all our drunken photos from Lyon in general... I'd say we're a couple. I'm not sure you'll cope when I leave. You should come to England for my real 21st!!!&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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Hope you're not TOO hungover. A little bit hungover yes, but not TOO hungover. xx&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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Melissa Cuadra : Fool. How are you up so early?!&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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Told you you'd appreciate the toilet paper. &lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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Can I just say, MY HEAD HURTS. Ouch. &lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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I think it was that damn tequila shot that did me in..&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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Melissa Cuadra : Oh I should not have bought that tequila. My head seems to be getting worse. And I'm supposed to be getting my tattoo fixed today except I honestly might just die if I get pricked with a tattoo needle in my current state.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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Frances Leak : I think it was THOSE tequila shots that did it yes.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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I dunno I woke up at half eight and was super awake... it'll hit me later!&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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Melissa Cuadra : THOSE? Oh dear. I only remember buying one. Why'd you let me get so tequila happy?!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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Frances Leak : because you were already quite wine happy and so was I! I jest a bit... you bought two tequila shots for you and two for me, mais c'est tout. Oh my gosh I just watched rent for the millionth time and I still cried my eyes out... weak! Wanna come party this eve or are you too ill?&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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You were drunk as a skunk... you were like "I looooove you. Don't leeeeave! What am I gonna do when you leeeeeave? Don't goooo, but I looooove you. You're like my favourite person here.... after Maty... because she's staying, but you're leeeeeeeaving! Why would you do that?"&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah mocking you.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
</description><link>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/283598976</link><guid>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/283598976</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Dec 2009 22:08:00 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>"But no drunk Melissa hitting on me !!"</title><description>“But no drunk Melissa hitting on me !!”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Sisco, on potentially going to Brazil together. &lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/278253855</link><guid>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/278253855</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Dec 2009 02:39:16 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>The picture looks like crap because I had to use my Mac to take...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://18.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kuersxHbJF1qzntv4o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;The picture looks like crap because I had to use my Mac to take it. But I just wanted to remember that I’ve had a very relaxing time sitting in our living room by myself, drinking tea, listening to &lt;i&gt;Release Me &lt;/i&gt; by &lt;b&gt;Agnes&lt;/b&gt;, surfing the internet, thinking about the future, both immediate and long-term, and looking out at the pretty christmas lights sparkling in our balcony…&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/276678345</link><guid>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/276678345</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Dec 2009 00:26:57 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>I'm sad that I just watched the last ever episode of Gilmore Girls with Caroline</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Kind of feels like the end of an era. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/276241349</link><guid>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/276241349</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 17:16:42 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>"GRATUITOUS INDISCRETION: … her claim that he never used condoms.
LIKELIHOOD OF VERACITY: High...."</title><description>“GRATUITOUS INDISCRETION: … her claim that he never used condoms.&lt;br/&gt;
LIKELIHOOD OF VERACITY: High. Grubbs nailed him by saving his voicemails and texts, a trick she probably learned from her stint as an aggrieved girlfriend on Tool Academy. If he had used a condom, she might have saved that, too.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://nymag.com/daily/intel/2009/12/the_women_of_tiger_woods.html#photo=2"&gt;The Women of Tiger Woods — Daily Intel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Nymag on  ”The women of Tiger Woods”. Cracked me up, that last sentence did !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/276049013</link><guid>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/276049013</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 13:33:50 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>This year is almost over. Mental mental mental. </title><link>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/275460957</link><guid>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/275460957</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 03:27:52 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>"Le problème c’est que les Françaises ne se rendent pas compte que la culture musulmane..."</title><description>“Le problème c’est que les Françaises ne se rendent pas compte que la culture musulmane n’est pas du tout différente de la culture Française. On vient tous de la même culture.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Woman on a french debate over the Swiss ban of minarets. Stupidest thing I might’ve ever heard. &lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/275262548</link><guid>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/275262548</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 01:01:00 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>"1TQ? Un ‘tit cul, c’est ça?!” “…Non."</title><description>““1TQ? Un ‘tit cul, c’est ça?!” “…Non.””</description><link>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/273355526</link><guid>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/273355526</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Dec 2009 17:53:52 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>My Wall-to-Wall with Frances V (when we have full on convos thru FB)</title><description>Frances Leak : drunkard you woke me up at half three in the morning. Shame on you! Admittedly the answerphone message was hilarious... but now I'm tired! I knew you'd get drunk cos you only had about an inch of a sandwich to eat yesterday.... fool. x&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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Melissa Cuadra : a message??? I called you? Oh lord. Do not remember that. Just woke up and am going straight back to bed. I feel like a truck ran over me. I do however have a hilarious video of last night to make you laugh haha. If I've recuperated enough shall see you tonight for dance...altho chances are a bit slim admittedly!!&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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Melissa Cuadra : ps save the message I wants to hear it!!&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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Frances Leak : I think I pressed "supprimer"... désolé. I can tell you what you said though... to be honest it wasn't what u said that was funny... it was just the fact you sounded hilariously drunk and also clearly didn't realise I cancelled the call cos you said "so I think you might be asleep... but you should've come ooooouuuuuut!" Looking forward to seeing the video! I've gone home from work cos I no feel so goooood but will probs brave dance.. I might just pass on a lil grippe A to tout le monde mais tant pis. a tout...&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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Frances Leak : ps... you look like a truck too. (You said you feel like a truck.... et voila my dad's humour.)&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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Frances Leak : p.p.s I talked to a guy on the metro.... he asked me if I was German or Portuguese... do German and Portuguese people look at all alike? NO. The guy's obviously doolally. (I think it's because he knew some German and Portuguese Erasmus students... and obviously ALL Erasmus students must be German or Portuguese.)&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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Melissa Cuadra : Doollaly...is that even a real word??!!! What a moron. Although the german I can see - I think it's the blondness haha. omg it feels sooooo good to just stay in bed and not actually do anything!!&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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Melissa Cuadra : I also apologize for my drunken phone call and waking you up, but hey at least you got a good laugh out of it!&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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Frances Leak : hah I know what you mean... I've been in bed for the past four hours... oh I don't feel brill but I think a bit of exercise will help :o) You gonna dance ce soir? x&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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Melissa Cuadra : I cannot bear the though of leaving the apt today. It makes me shudder to even consider it. Haha ok, in all honesty, I'm too tired to go, I seriously needed this day in. But - want to go see more pretty lights tomorrow night?&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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Frances Leak : Yup I do. I think I'm too ill to go today. Just in case it's gonna develop into something I don't think I should go into the cold :S We'll go next week though right? Maaaan I feel super ill. Caty P wanted to see lights today but again I should stay in so shall we organise something for tomorrow? x&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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Melissa Cuadra : Aw I'm sorry you're sick. Let me know if you want me to bring you soup or something (I actually hapen to make a killer soup that works wonders anytime anyone is sick...one of a total of about 4 things that I know how to cook, haha). Yes, let's def organize something for tomorrow night! although I guess it'll depend on how you feel?&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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Frances Leak : I hope I'm better tomorrow... If not I won't go into work and hopefully more sleeping it off will help. Plus a much needed night in will help... I haven't had a proper night in since.... erm I don't know when... I don't remember! If I'm at home tomorrow day then yes bring me soup lol! Your probs too hungover to come over ce soir. I'm just gonna snuggle up and watch films/mock the week and feel sorry for myself. I'll give Caty P a call and see what she wants to do! x&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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Melissa Cuadra : Ok, I'll call you tomorrow to see if you're doing better, and if you're still at home I'll pop over around lunchtime with some soup yes? Looking forward to a last fête des lumières night!&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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</description><link>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/283574657</link><guid>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/283574657</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Dec 2009 01:34:00 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>"Just put it between your legs. It always works better that way"</title><description>“Just put it between your legs. It always works better that way”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Frances (on opening a bottle of wine)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/266904181</link><guid>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/266904181</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 01:37:11 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>After Petar sometimes I have a hard time remembering that I actually *am* capable of being a loving,...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;After Petar sometimes I have a hard time remembering that I actually *am* capable of being a loving, thoughtful, fun, caring, even great girlfriend, and that I usually love being that way, and that I’m not just a monster that treats guys badly…&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/266900729</link><guid>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/266900729</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 01:34:00 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>With Frances, Hayley and Daphne. Was a fun evening. </title><description>&lt;img src="http://23.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ktzzqc7oyI1qzntv4o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;With Frances, Hayley and Daphne. Was a fun evening. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/265459694</link><guid>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/265459694</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 00:54:12 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>There is a random orange man outside of the amphithéâtre....</title><description>&lt;img src="http://12.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ktzzmibsyi1qzntv4o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is a random orange man outside of the amphithéâtre. Strange…and even stranger that we couldn’t stop taking photos in front of him. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/265456813</link><guid>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/265456813</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 00:51:54 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo sesh after casse noisette. Charlie’s...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://13.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ktzzjs8O2r1qzntv4o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Photo sesh after casse noisette. Charlie’s angels…plus one edition (mdr). &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/265454882</link><guid>http://thedirtfield.tumblr.com/post/265454882</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 00:50:00 +0100</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
