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<rss version="0.92"><channel><title>Time Out!</title><link>http://lilarose.blog.co.uk/</link><description></description><language>en-EU</language><docs>http://backend.userland.com/rss092</docs><image><title>Time Out!</title><link>http://lilarose.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/5e/133df8fd2129cbfc38dcd579b3e6d1_160x200.jpg</url></image><item><title>Homes, Babies.. everything?</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;I found a house.... then realised it had yearly ground rent, and so I cant really actually afford it. Gutted... But maybe that means there is hope and that its not going to be a speedy process!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I met a friend for lunch who's recently had a baby, he's the cutest thing in the world. I wanted to take him home, he's just lovely. I'd love to have a baby, I know in the next year or two its not practicle, but still doesnt stop me being broody!!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Im getting to that age where i just want want want.... Im so over the whole career thing now (not that I was ever particularly career minded but..) I know my life now is to aspire to a lovely home, and a lovely family. Is that sad? Oh how times change, I wonder if 5 years I would ever have dared to admit thats what I wanted.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Work is quiet again today.. it makes me wonder too much!!!
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://lilarose.blog.co.uk/2007/05/17/homes_babies_everything~2287223/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lilarose.blog.co.uk/2007/05/17/homes_babies_everything~2287223/</link><pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2007 16:33:35 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Hating House Hunting</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;Im hating house hunting.. I just cant afford anywhere.  I find places and then they are in shitty area's, or I find ones in nice area's and they are the size of bathroom..  Its hard work...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;To make it worse, my boyfriend who earns twice as much as me jumped onto the bangwagon this weekend and two days later he's viewing a flat....  talk about stealing ones thunder...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;so its all put me off a bit.  sick of never going out cause im 'saving' money too....  so maybe i need to take a couple of weeks off the search i think.... &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;and.. i went out and got so drunk last night cause i was cheesed off at the boyfriend... that today i feel awful... so im pissed off and hungover.. its not pretty!
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://lilarose.blog.co.uk/2007/05/02/hating_house_hunting~2195665/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lilarose.blog.co.uk/2007/05/02/hating_house_hunting~2195665/</link><pubDate>Wed, 02 May 2007 11:25:49 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>A grown up life.. a mortgage?</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;So I did it today... after discussions with a mate I have sent an email off to a morgage broker in the hope that I can begin talks about buying me a flat.... Its exciting and depressing all at the same time.  Ive been looking at properties on what I think I can afford, and honestly in London there really isn't that much if you are looking in a vaguely nice area...  It all seems to be high rise LA buildings at the moment... ho hum..  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Its exciting though, the thought of having some security.  My mom, recently sold her house and I'll soon no longer have a 'home' to go back to ever so it'll be nice to have my real own home.  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Im going to be poor though, I think... I hope it'll be worth it.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Just over a year ago I broke up from a very bad relationship, where I'd not been happy, or living my life for years.  So over this last year, I've travelled and had the best time doing things I didn't do for a long time.  I dont want to loose that, but as that same time want to bring a little responsibility into my life.  AND, I HATE paying a landlord each month, its just dead money isn't it.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So... the quest begins as of today! 
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://lilarose.blog.co.uk/2007/04/18/a_grown_up_life_a_mortgage~2115812/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lilarose.blog.co.uk/2007/04/18/a_grown_up_life_a_mortgage~2115812/</link><pubDate>Wed, 18 Apr 2007 17:41:50 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Nip Tuck anyone?</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;Its the weekend and I cant wait! My boyfriends birthday this weekend, so Im taking him out. Last year we'd only just started seeing each other, so he was away for his birthday so Im a bit nervous this year that he wont like the plans Ive made or the presents Ive bought. His family isn't big on celebrations though so its nice to spoil him.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Has it really only been a 4 day week this week.. time seems to have dragged!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;They are talking on the radio about this new gene that people who are fat have. All my family have a tendancy to be over weight.. and I know Im heading that way now.. I wonder if they can get in there and take the gene out? Ive been watching a lot of Nip/Tuck recently and its whetting my appetite.. I would LOVE to have a breast reduction... I dont think Im that brave though..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;humm....
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://lilarose.blog.co.uk/2007/04/13/title~2084296/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lilarose.blog.co.uk/2007/04/13/title~2084296/</link><pubDate>Fri, 13 Apr 2007 12:52:38 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>This years work..</title><description>	&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im having a bit of a dull day... I love my job for the most part, but this year seems to be quiet work wise and crazy as this may sound, I hate being sat here everyday with nothing much to do. I like to be busy and I like to get stuck into things.. This year just doesn't seem to have taken off and its dragging me down.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Heres the thing, last year I was offered a job, which I accepted but then last minute didn't take.. for many reasons, but mostly cause I was happy where I was and thought why change a good thing. Dont get me wrong, Im not regretting my decision, if they offered me that other job again I still wouldn't take it, but it makes me feel like I cant say anything, I cant have a good moan about how bored I am.. because well, I brought it upon myself didn't I.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I think this is why I get so frustrated about all the other things I want to be doing outside of work, I could fill my day with a million and one things, better than sitting at work and pretending to look busy you know... What I wouldn't give now, to just leave the office and go wander around the V&amp;A... I could come back in a couple of hours and still get all my work done.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I hate to moan, but I figure I can on here! Kind of the point... &lt;/blockquote&gt;

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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://lilarose.blog.co.uk/2007/04/11/title~2071701/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://lilarose.blog.co.uk/2007/04/11/title~2071701/</link><pubDate>Wed, 11 Apr 2007 14:26:43 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>How I started on this thing....</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;Ive started writing this blog, because a couple of weeks ago, I had this insane idea that I could write a book.  Seriously I really started writing, just churning things out.. about my thoughts, generally on my friends and life experiences and then I realised I was actually just writing a blog, cause really it was all just rubbish when read as a continuous thread.  Ive been like this, since I once decided I wanted to be a doctor in a casulaty department, eventhough I didn't like blood, and then when I grew up a bit, I wanted to be a physiotherapist, cause there was less blood.  Finally I went and actually got some work experience and realised I didn't like bones either... Im a bit flakey you see.. I like to start things, and then, Im not much of a finisher.&lt;br&gt;  
&lt;span class="038385414-10042007"&gt;Ive have a need, which Im desperate to fullfill, but Im not quite sure what it is. Its strange, its like im constantly striving to learn something, or gain knowledge yet I cant quite motivate myself to get stuck into anything.  I search around for things, write constant lists of things I should be looking at and researching... Ive been doing this since December.  Its now April..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="038385414-10042007"&gt;So far Ive started nothing...&lt;/span&gt;
	&lt;span class="038385414-10042007"&gt;Actually thats not entirely true, Ive made steps towards starting an online course, Im just waiting for people to send me information....&lt;/span&gt;
	&lt;span class="038385414-10042007"&gt;I feel like theres not enough hours in the day, you see I desperately need me time at home.  Where Im doing nothing but sitting in front of a DVD with a large bag of chili doritos.  If Ive spent all weekend going to one museum and then another place for dinner, I feel like I haven't stopped and them Im exchausted.  Ive come to the conclusion that the only way I can have the rounded culture rich life that I'd like, is to not work.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
	&lt;span class="038385414-10042007"&gt;&lt;br&gt;I guess thats what everyone thinks.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I day dream about what fun it would be to live in an episode of Sex and the City.. really, I'd love to be Carrie, shopping for shoes, lunching with the girls, and then going home to tap away on my laptop writing my witty column.  I could be Carrie definately... just a LOT less neurotic!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Im not quite sure of the ettiquet on here, quite how long Im supposed to be writing... quite how open I should be... I know no one will read this, or ever know who I am... but Im still intrigued...&lt;br&gt;Anyway.. that was a little bit about me...  dont I sound like fun so far!!&lt;/span&gt;
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