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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:lewist-177.blog.co.uk,2009-11-09:/</id><title>Countdown to a new life</title><link rel="self" href="http://lewist-177.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lewist-177.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-09T00:10:43+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:lewist-177.blog.co.uk,2006-08-31:/2006/08/31/t_177_days_to_sort_it_all_out~1086906/</id><title>T-177 (days to sort it all out)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lewist-177.blog.co.uk/2006/08/31/t_177_days_to_sort_it_all_out~1086906/"/><author><name>lewis_T-177</name></author><published>2006-08-31T22:27:43+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T22:27:43+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Hey. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I just sat and worked it out. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;177 days 'till i turn in to a pumpkin, and hit the big 3 0. And the pressure is on. 'cos the plan is that i'll have emigrated from Smallville, Scotland to London by that sunrise.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;New life, new job, new friends. Big distance from the family, ex boyfs / shags, and wasted weekends. Don't know what's scarier - going, or not making it. But 'fording every stream', i'm following that dream.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Not made much progress with moving today, but kicked the arse out a few issues that were causing stress in the mainstream. So, today = 1 formal complaint, 1 hour's counselling session, 1 "freaked out" text, 1 bodypump class, 1 run, 1 family meal and 3 articles in the press - none with my face. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Phew. Dunno how much wine. But hey it's pay day, so all's off the record.&lt;/p&gt;
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