<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906</id><updated>2012-01-29T08:27:00.080+11:00</updated><category term='Army'/><category term='Married'/><category term='Channel 9'/><category term='TV'/><category term='Newcastle'/><category term='hurt'/><category term='B and S'/><category term='Lingerie'/><category term='Strip Club'/><category term='Lesbian'/><category term='dole'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='Channel 7'/><category term='Kings Cross'/><category term='Brothel'/><category term='Monkerai'/><category term='Internet Dating'/><category term='Pub'/><category term='resolution'/><category term='The Empire'/><category term='Commando'/><category term='Newtown'/><category term='Bad Date'/><category term='Channel 10'/><category term='Ants'/><category term='Threesome'/><category term='Busted'/><category term='Military'/><category term='Fiji'/><category term='The Imperial'/><category term='Toga'/><category term='Sex'/><category term='3 date rule'/><category term='Waitress'/><category term='NYE 08'/><category term='Orgy'/><category term='high five'/><category term='swinger'/><category term='Pirates vs Ninjas'/><category term='Navy'/><category term='Flaunt'/><category term='NYE'/><category term='Woodstock'/><category term='Pole Dancing'/><category term='the greek'/><title type='text'>You're not in Kansas anymore Toto!</title><subtitle type='html'>Once a country girl, now corrupted by the city.  Join me in my downward spiral ...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-2881757613218858114</id><published>2011-01-28T08:18:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T08:24:30.750+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sitting, waiting, wishing</title><summary type='text'>Reflecting and contemplating.  Life in a hammock, lazy days in the sun.  Hopes, dreams and aspirations.After  being involved both directly and indirectly in the breakdown of 4  relationships most recently - none of these my own - I've been inspired  to start writing again.  For anyone who knows me, relationships are not  my strong point.  I would prefer much more relaxed boundaries, an open  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/2881757613218858114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=2881757613218858114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/2881757613218858114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/2881757613218858114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2011/01/sitting-waiting-wishing.html' title='Sitting, waiting, wishing'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-2114146388099237626</id><published>2009-01-03T13:21:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T15:14:27.202+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swinger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NYE 08'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strip Club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flaunt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sex'/><title type='text'>Flaunt It! The Debrief!</title><summary type='text'>Mission accomplished!I made it to the party, I didn't get cold feet ... I went with an open mind and had no idea of the expectations for the evening. To be quite honest the hard sell for me was a phone call from the couple who were running the event.  Both professional, attractive, well adjusted adults. Of course they have put on a few events over the past couple of years so I imagine it gets </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/2114146388099237626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=2114146388099237626' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/2114146388099237626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/2114146388099237626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2009/01/flaunt-it-debrief.html' title='Flaunt It! The Debrief!'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-4025320707795035701</id><published>2008-12-31T18:00:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T18:18:37.762+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Flaunt It! NYE Resolution</title><summary type='text'>For this year, I resolve to undo the hard work of last years resolution and revert back to the fun of parties, pashes and playing the field ...To kick start the New Year, I had made a very original plan of staying low key and watching the City of Sydney's fireworks display from a quiet destination ... The roof of my house ... I can never stick to a plan and almost had myself out on a date with a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/4025320707795035701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=4025320707795035701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/4025320707795035701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/4025320707795035701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2008/12/nye-08-09-resolution.html' title='Flaunt It! NYE Resolution'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-1543371484063455301</id><published>2008-02-03T00:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T00:59:01.100+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lingerie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waitress'/><title type='text'>10 Reasons why Waitressing is Easier with no Pants on</title><summary type='text'>I've had two waitressing trials this weekend;On Friday night I waitressed at a Spanish Restaurant; the money was average, the tips were non existent and the service was terrible.  I was happy to know that I had a second trial on Saturday. To be honest, I cant think of a single reason why waitressing is easier with no pants on, but I couldn't think of a more apt title for this entry, you see </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/1543371484063455301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=1543371484063455301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/1543371484063455301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/1543371484063455301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2008/02/10-reasons-why-waitressing-is-easier.html' title='10 Reasons why Waitressing is Easier with no Pants on'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-7316093275855919240</id><published>2008-01-27T18:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T18:41:25.753+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Empire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Fiji Baby</title><summary type='text'>A couple of months ago a guy from the pub down the road, who I was shagging, invited me to Fiji with him.  He also invited another girl he was seeing. We were all booked to go in the second week of February.  However, things haven't been so peachy between us all lately.Separately, we all get along great.  Together, things sometimes got a little awkward, mostly for her.  She didn't know that we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/7316093275855919240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=7316093275855919240' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/7316093275855919240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/7316093275855919240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2008/01/fiji-baby.html' title='Fiji Baby'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-42816998942558300</id><published>2008-01-26T16:12:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T17:01:46.169+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brothel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strip Club'/><title type='text'>Waitress Required</title><summary type='text'>Waitress/er Required:Upmarket establishment in City.  Well presented, flexible hours, no exp req.Ph: XXXX XXXXI've disappointed my mother again; this time in my quest for employment. This morning I had a job interview, for the position described above.  The appointment itself was not at the establishment in the city, it was instead it was in Bondi Junction.  I walked to the address in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/42816998942558300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=42816998942558300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/42816998942558300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/42816998942558300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2008/01/waitress-required.html' title='Waitress Required'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-3902199592638040863</id><published>2008-01-21T14:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T15:44:00.686+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Date'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dole'/><title type='text'>Bad Date #1</title><summary type='text'>His name was Matt, he was 22 and a sweet guy, he was lonely and after being coaxed by a mate I decided to give him a go and let her set me up. She didn't tell me much about him but that seemed fine as it gave us something to talk about once I got there.  What I didn't realise was that there wasn't alot to him which is why she had nothing to tell me. He started his adult life working at the local </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/3902199592638040863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=3902199592638040863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/3902199592638040863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/3902199592638040863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2008/01/bad-date-1.html' title='Bad Date #1'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-167744565081397498</id><published>2008-01-13T17:53:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T05:50:27.241+11:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you are getting soft when...</title><summary type='text'>You consider a tactical spew whilst out drinking. Sadly, this was me last weekend.  Now let me clarify that I can drink a fair bit and hold my liquor, but as time passes I seem to be getting softer and softer and it seems to be taking less to get me drunk now.  Not long ago, I hadn't heard of a tactical spew, in fact I hardly ever have a good ol' chuck session brought on by drinking, there are a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/167744565081397498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=167744565081397498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/167744565081397498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/167744565081397498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2008/01/you-know-you-are-getting-soft-when.html' title='You know you are getting soft when...'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-3547123717323506110</id><published>2008-01-08T21:57:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T17:53:07.310+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the greek'/><title type='text'>Whats in your room - Part II</title><summary type='text'>Immediately after I named and posted the previous blog entry I thought of a much more deserving story for the title. This details a few things that I currently have in various places of the room. There are the usual bits and pieces, a chair, a desk, a TV, who could forget the kitset queen sized bed which was not designed to be taken apart and moved to new houses, but it has been 3 times now and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/3547123717323506110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=3547123717323506110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/3547123717323506110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/3547123717323506110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2008/01/whats-in-your-room-part-ii.html' title='Whats in your room - Part II'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-5174149561529899459</id><published>2008-01-08T21:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T21:57:33.454+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woodstock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sex'/><title type='text'>Whats in your room?</title><summary type='text'>Take a look around your room and take a look at the walls, the probability is that you will have a poster on the wall, possibly some photos, or maybe even a painting. Having something on the ceiling is a little less common, but occasionally you will see glow in the dark stars, the odd poster. Generally when there is a poster in a males bedroom its of a half naked model from FHM, Playboy or some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/5174149561529899459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=5174149561529899459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/5174149561529899459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/5174149561529899459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2008/01/whats-in-your-room.html' title='Whats in your room?'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-7518632180550397259</id><published>2008-01-02T22:34:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T22:49:31.791+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resolution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3 date rule'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NYE'/><title type='text'>Resolution: Resolved - its the 3 date rule baby!</title><summary type='text'>Yes I'm back; albeit breifly, you can now rest easily knowing that I haven't dropped off the face of the earth.Happy New Year!  It's the time of year when everyone starts and generally fails an absurd resolution which is unrealistic in the first place.Last year I resolved not to sleep with any of the people I had slept with the year before.  I made that resolution specifically not to sleep with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/7518632180550397259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=7518632180550397259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/7518632180550397259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/7518632180550397259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2008/01/resolution-resolved-its-3-date-rule.html' title='Resolution: Resolved - its the 3 date rule baby!'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-3817675854993265818</id><published>2007-11-17T11:33:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T12:36:27.142+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kings Cross'/><title type='text'>How to cold call a date - Lesson 101</title><summary type='text'>*French accent* Hello?My best english accent* um, my name is Marie, I just found a note saying for a good time call this number ......some indecipherable french and the name Mitch...So is this Mitch?...another guy comes on the phone, apologises for his French friend that is just learning english ...sorry to bother you, My name is Marie, I'm calling because I found a note in the bathroom of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/3817675854993265818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=3817675854993265818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/3817675854993265818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/3817675854993265818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2007/11/for-good-time-call-this-number.html' title='How to cold call a date - Lesson 101'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-609423157886016360</id><published>2007-10-31T14:44:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T15:33:08.242+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Diary</title><summary type='text'>First, let me apologise for not updating in the past month, although I am making an effort again now, I have been rather slack.  Its been quite a strange few weeks leaving my job with no new role to go to, and then falling into a new position straight after.  I did squeeze a holiday to Japan into the equation 2 weeks after I started.  Now I'm back into the swing of reality and over the next two </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/609423157886016360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=609423157886016360' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/609423157886016360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/609423157886016360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2007/10/dear-diary.html' title='Dear Diary'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-8871508315963051960</id><published>2007-10-31T14:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T14:32:19.964+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girl I'm Shagging Went to Japan and All She Brought Me Back Was A Roll of Duct Tape</title><summary type='text'>What else should I have brought back for him?To be fair, we're not actually shagging yet; he wanted to 'wait'??!  Who does that?!  We were naked in bed together and in the heat of the moment, he stops me and says, 'I think we should wait'.  I was rejected! Thinking he wasn't interested I didn't think about it much when I was away, but when I arrived back to a message saying 'Welcome back Princess</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/8871508315963051960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=8871508315963051960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/8871508315963051960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/8871508315963051960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2007/10/girl-im-shagging-went-to-japan-and-all.html' title='The Girl I&apos;m Shagging Went to Japan and All She Brought Me Back Was A Roll of Duct Tape'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-1458502559758641604</id><published>2007-10-07T10:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T10:32:29.702+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the greek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><title type='text'>Its all fun and games til someone gets hurt!</title><summary type='text'>Heres a word of warning for any boys out there ... Don't be too eager!I live in a share house, and I find it a lot easier if the others in the house don't know what goes on in my personal-personal life ...I have a casual hook up, whos Greek, and who came over last night just before I had to go to work.  We both knew there wouldn't be much time so would have to make it a quickie.It's Sydney and I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/1458502559758641604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=1458502559758641604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/1458502559758641604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/1458502559758641604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-all-fun-and-games-til-someone-gets.html' title='Its all fun and games til someone gets hurt!'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-6049991691651465047</id><published>2007-09-24T07:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T15:05:24.828+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it true what they say about Bald Guys?</title><summary type='text'>The real question here is, what DO they say about bald guys?I posed this question to a bald man I met randomly one night. He couldn't tell me.  And to be fair, I have no idea what they say, so if he confirmed or denied it I wouldnt know what he was confirming or denying!! Of course everything they say about red heads is true, I'm a walking example of that.I decided to go back to his place and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/6049991691651465047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=6049991691651465047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/6049991691651465047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/6049991691651465047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2007/09/is-it-true-what-they-say-about-bald.html' title='Is it true what they say about Bald Guys?'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-2641432270323215154</id><published>2007-09-21T07:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T07:29:12.607+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Commando'/><title type='text'>Commando</title><summary type='text'>I decided to go Commando today, not as risqué as it sounds because I have jeans on, but none the less my bum was colder than usual.That's all; just thought I would share.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/2641432270323215154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=2641432270323215154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/2641432270323215154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/2641432270323215154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2007/09/commando.html' title='Commando'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-7187361181514665226</id><published>2007-09-20T07:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T09:56:30.714+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pub'/><title type='text'>My New Job!</title><summary type='text'>As you know, I have quit my glorious corporate day job.  I was nice and gave 6 weeks notice mostly because I didn't have another job to go to.  I've been quite lazy and haven't even started looking for something new and not what I have just over a week until unemployment I thought I should get myself into gear.After a few beers in Newtown, I caught the train home and stopped in at my local to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/7187361181514665226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=7187361181514665226' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/7187361181514665226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/7187361181514665226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-new-job.html' title='My New Job!'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-4450722003072632775</id><published>2007-09-14T09:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T08:41:01.799+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high five'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Busted'/><title type='text'>Busted</title><summary type='text'>There is one downside to going to the pub, and sometimes you can count it as an upside, but when you keep embarrassing yourself its not such a good thing to be a local.    I try to mix it up by going to different places, but generally I just become a regular at all of ‘em.   I stand out from the crowd so am easily remembered by many people, even if I don’t remember them.  I talk to anyone and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/4450722003072632775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=4450722003072632775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/4450722003072632775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/4450722003072632775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2007/09/busted.html' title='Busted'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-4217833015164345920</id><published>2007-09-14T08:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T09:51:37.684+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pub'/><title type='text'>You Live, You Learn</title><summary type='text'>I'm quite happy to announce to the world that I am a bogan!  You might not be able to tell from first impressions, but my penchant for not wearing shoes usually gives it away.     When I go out there are two different types of places I will go to depending on my mood; if I want to dance it will be to a club.  Here I’ll be wild and crazy and will have a great time, but it’s never to pick up.   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/4217833015164345920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=4217833015164345920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/4217833015164345920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/4217833015164345920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-live-you-learn.html' title='You Live, You Learn'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-8348945971483944610</id><published>2007-09-13T14:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T14:51:40.748+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lesbian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newtown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Imperial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Orgy'/><title type='text'>I realised it was an orgy when</title><summary type='text'>You know those great nights out where you meet random people and just fall headfirst into drunken fun?Today’s post details one of my first experiences in the city; back when I could almost claim innocence …When moving to Sydney, I had decided one thing, wherever I settled, it had to be close to the city!! I managed to find an awesome townhouse/flat in a suburb not too far away from Newtown, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/8348945971483944610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=8348945971483944610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/8348945971483944610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/8348945971483944610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-realised-it-was-orgy-when.html' title='I realised it was an orgy when'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-9085169973385929731</id><published>2007-09-11T13:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T12:01:06.335+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monkerai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B and S'/><title type='text'>Fuck me, My Penis is Blue!</title><summary type='text'>Officially this is the most random thing I have woken up to!I opened my eyes, my head was spinning, and I struggled to remember the night before. I have to admit that at the beginning of the night I was a B and S Virgin, but at the end of the night, I had proved that a virgin I was no more …For anyone who has never been before I highly recommend it, that is if you don’t mind getting a little </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/9085169973385929731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=9085169973385929731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/9085169973385929731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/9085169973385929731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2007/09/fuck-me-my-penis-is-blue.html' title='Fuck me, My Penis is Blue!'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-907523442237741041</id><published>2007-09-02T11:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T14:55:04.969+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Military'/><title type='text'>Join the Navy feel a man, Join the Army and be a man!</title><summary type='text'>Q. How do you increase patronage in a bar where numbers are waning during cold winter nights?      A. Share your place of work with a bunch of sexually oppressed men in the world of online dating …   Over the past couple of months the bar that I work at has died down in numbers of punters who stay to club until closing time; to spice up the night a bit, I’ve been screening guys via the good ol </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/907523442237741041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=907523442237741041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/907523442237741041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/907523442237741041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2007/09/join-navy-feel-man-join-army-and-be-man.html' title='Join the Navy feel a man, Join the Army and be a man!'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-2191021570550760010</id><published>2007-08-31T19:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T08:41:47.998+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Channel 9'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Channel 10'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Channel 7'/><title type='text'>Bringing you the latest headlines ...</title><summary type='text'>Today I found myself in a car with a young man who works for one of the main television channels in Australia.  Kudos to me ...Thats about where it ends.  My first excitement ended when he lent over to kiss me the minute he picked me up, not just a nice French Schoolgirl kiss, but a tiny bit of probing tongue ...a tad inappropriate!I'm a very busy girl you see, these days I struggle to find a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/2191021570550760010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=2191021570550760010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/2191021570550760010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/2191021570550760010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2007/08/bringing-you-latest-headlines.html' title='Bringing you the latest headlines ...'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-4844850504648727026</id><published>2007-08-22T10:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T07:09:55.999+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pole Dancing'/><title type='text'>I’m your private dancer …</title><summary type='text'>A dancer for money, I’ll do what you want me to do…    I recently took up Pole Dancing; the first time I went with the hope that I could perhaps learn to dance seductively to pick up guys, and having the skills of a pole dancer couldn’t hurt in the bedroom right??  When I told people that I was going to pole dancing, the reaction was incredible, guys practically fell over themselves.  With that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/4844850504648727026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=4844850504648727026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/4844850504648727026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/4844850504648727026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-your-private-dancer.html' title='I’m your private dancer …'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-3844948721911482528</id><published>2007-08-20T19:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T14:53:15.205+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pirates vs Ninjas'/><title type='text'>The deciding factor</title><summary type='text'>Today, I need your opinion … Think about this, and share your thoughts; have you ever been in a similar situation?              You’re in the throws of passion with a new guy …You make it to the bedroom …All your clothes are off and the two of you are ready to go …Then you realise you’ve forgotten to ask an important question …So you ask …Pirates or Ninjas?    He has no idea what you’re talking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/3844948721911482528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=3844948721911482528' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/3844948721911482528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/3844948721911482528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-i-need-your-opinion-think-about.html' title='The deciding factor'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-1575339460664705872</id><published>2007-08-20T07:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T07:55:24.722+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Man Willard</title><summary type='text'>I tend to get a little ahead of myself sometimes and maybe should have mentioned that I did have a boy on the side for quite some time.  It was nothing serious, every now and then you have an itch that needs scratching, and this was my go-to guy, you know, for after all the dates that don’t work out etc …The sex was great to begin with and we had a lot of fun together.  But as I mentioned before </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/1575339460664705872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=1575339460664705872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/1575339460664705872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/1575339460664705872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2007/08/old-man-willard.html' title='Old Man Willard'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-2841698112708437306</id><published>2007-08-09T17:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T14:53:57.671+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Navy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet Dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Military'/><title type='text'>Enter Navy Boy</title><summary type='text'>I recently met a boy off the internet, was it the first time, No, but this is about as close as I will get to admitting that I’ve actually done it!  Out of boredom and curiosity, I signed myself up for a dating website.  What was I looking for, I don’t know!  All I can say is that there have been plenty of boys in my life over the years and no boyfriend.  The problem is that no one can really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/2841698112708437306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=2841698112708437306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/2841698112708437306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/2841698112708437306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2007/08/enter-navy-boy.html' title='Enter Navy Boy'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-6204964487478939503</id><published>2007-08-08T16:58:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T14:54:39.857+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Threesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Married'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newcastle'/><title type='text'>Newcastle Delivers!</title><summary type='text'>I went to Newcastle a couple of weekends back with a couple of mates and we made a mess of ourselves out on the town giving the locals a run for their money.  The girls I was out with went home for the night and I found myself going back to a hotel room with a bloke I had met earlier in the night.  Morning came, and upon realizing that this was one of those large apartment type hotel rooms and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/6204964487478939503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=6204964487478939503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/6204964487478939503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/6204964487478939503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2007/08/newcastle-delivers.html' title='Newcastle Delivers!'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209020671749290906.post-5549559493756248636</id><published>2007-08-08T12:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T12:24:07.075+10:00</updated><title type='text'>This blog is unique and different, just like every other blog on the net!!</title><summary type='text'>Hi, my name is Marie and I will be your captain for not only this evening but for subsequent voyages through unknown territory – Unknown Territory that is me!   I plan on posting in full the crazy zany goings on in my life in their un-edited glory.  My friends often joke that listening to the weird and crazy things I get up to trumps the goings on in even the most sophisticated soap opera.  So </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/feeds/5549559493756248636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209020671749290906&amp;postID=5549559493756248636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/5549559493756248636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209020671749290906/posts/default/5549559493756248636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scarlet47.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-blog-is-unique-and-different-just.html' title='This blog is unique and different, just like every other blog on the net!!'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
