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  })();</description><title>Capiche.</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @capiche)</generator><link>http://capiche.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Does anyone have a good quinoa recipe I should try out?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Please?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/23156158109</link><guid>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/23156158109</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2012 17:44:03 +1000</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3pk21u1DQ1rue586o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/23096925277</link><guid>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/23096925277</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 May 2012 19:52:09 +1000</pubDate></item><item><title>Don Ritchie, Angel of The Gap - who helped save 500 people from suicide - dies at 85 | News.com.au</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.news.com.au/national/hero-don-ritchie-who-saved-500-lives-dies-at-85/story-e6frfkvr-1226355150073"&gt;Don Ritchie, Angel of The Gap - who helped save 500 people from suicide - dies at 85 | News.com.au&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;I’ve posted the story of this man before. He lives in full view of The Gap, which is a cliff in Sydney where countless people have committed suicide. He used to see people hanging around the edge, looking as though they were seriously considering taking their own lives, and walk across the street to them, invite them in for coffee and a chat and, literally, save their lives. He did this for 50 years, up until his death. What a soul.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/23031592976</link><guid>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/23031592976</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 May 2012 19:49:00 +1000</pubDate><category>depression</category><category>the gap</category><category>don ritchie</category><category>suicide prevention</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lokruhARdx1qiu0ivo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/23030968226</link><guid>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/23030968226</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 May 2012 19:17:10 +1000</pubDate><category>hmmm</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3mxdjDJd91rr7prso1_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3mxdjDJd91rr7prso2_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3mxdjDJd91rr7prso3_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3mxdjDJd91rr7prso4_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3mxdjDJd91rr7prso5_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3mxdjDJd91rr7prso6_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/23030182294</link><guid>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/23030182294</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 May 2012 18:36:41 +1000</pubDate><category>stooooop guys</category></item><item><title>THIS. </title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3pty4gfmp1qewacoo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;THIS. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22964772628</link><guid>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22964772628</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 May 2012 22:13:14 +1000</pubDate></item><item><title>Right now.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;- Working on my brother&amp;#8217;s wedding invitations.&lt;br/&gt;- Feeling inspired to develop a new source of income.&lt;br/&gt;- Still haven&amp;#8217;t been paid.&lt;br/&gt;- Dreading getting up early in the cold for work tomorrow.&lt;br/&gt;- Feeling sleepy.&lt;br/&gt;- Watching Touch.&lt;br/&gt;- About to warm up in the shower and get cosy in bed.&lt;br/&gt;- Hoping to stay awake long enough to watch the Spanish GP in bed.&lt;br/&gt;- Have numerous reasons to smile so big.&lt;br/&gt;- Still thinking about my awesome weekend.&lt;br/&gt;- Remembering words muttered in my ear in a moment over the weekend.&lt;br/&gt;- Keep peeking in on the two reasons that make me so happy and proud to have a reason to celebrate mother&amp;#8217;s day.&lt;br/&gt;- My heart is full.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22963926394</link><guid>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22963926394</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 May 2012 21:19:01 +1000</pubDate><category>life in lists</category><category>sunday night</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0szc3BAnB1rp32b4o1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22835713075</link><guid>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22835713075</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 May 2012 21:01:44 +1000</pubDate><category>old reblog</category><category>YES</category></item><item><title>Happy!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;- My eating habits have been all over the shop this week. It&amp;#8217;s time to get back into a better routine.&lt;br/&gt;- My mother&amp;#8217;s day plans were nearly completely ruined. Now they&amp;#8217;re looking even better than before!&lt;br/&gt;- Dinner and many, many drinks tomorrow night.&lt;br/&gt;- I have been waiting two weeks to be paid for one day of work. Two weeks. Because someone &amp;#8220;forgot&amp;#8221; to pay me. Supposedly I&amp;#8217;ll get it tomorrow morning now.&lt;br/&gt;- It&amp;#8217;s absolutely ultimate when you&amp;#8217;re in the worst mood, and someone randomly makes you laugh without knowing you needed it so much.&lt;br/&gt;- My children have been so amazing this week. It just makes me so insanely happy every time I think about how lucky I am.&lt;br/&gt;- Someone still tries to make me feel guilty for causing the situation I&amp;#8217;m in, but I can so easily shake it off now. I have no reason to feel guilty, so I won&amp;#8217;t.&lt;br/&gt;- Feeling good. Feeling very, very good.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22835318081</link><guid>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22835318081</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 May 2012 20:42:00 +1000</pubDate><category>life in lists</category><category>very good things</category><category>apparently this is the way i post these days</category><category>sorry but not really</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3usx7DLcD1qzyjnpo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22834961322</link><guid>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22834961322</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 May 2012 20:24:43 +1000</pubDate><category>personal photos</category><category>madi</category><category>little ballerina</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2xrwxpZo11qafc06o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22834619242</link><guid>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22834619242</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 May 2012 20:06:33 +1000</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3appuK9HI1qeyoxro1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22769519779</link><guid>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22769519779</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 May 2012 16:58:41 +1000</pubDate></item><item><title>play-in-the-rain:</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0nq6zndpq1qd3478o1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://play-in-the-rain.tumblr.com/post/22705716023/you-can-be-so-tender-and-gentle" target="_blank"&gt;play-in-the-rain&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22708038138</link><guid>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22708038138</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 May 2012 18:51:00 +1000</pubDate><category>hmmm</category></item><item><title>This week is shaping up to be goooood</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3pg1xQtv21qzxf4v.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22649848073</link><guid>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22649848073</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 May 2012 22:59:26 +1000</pubDate></item><item><title>There is no real thought process here</title><description>&lt;p&gt;- Living alone has lifted an entire weight off my shoulders. I can&amp;#8217;t explain it. It just feels so right.&lt;br/&gt;- My children have made this transition quite easy for me, as we have tried to make it easy for them. They see their dad every day, it&amp;#8217;s not the same for them, but it&amp;#8217;s all we can do to keep them at ease for now.&lt;br/&gt;- Went to sleep with a giant smile on my face last night.&lt;br/&gt;- Woke up with a giant smile on my face this morning.&lt;br/&gt;- Good conversations make me feel good.&lt;br/&gt; - My one track mind is off the charts right now.&lt;br/&gt;- I just had the most full on day at work. My 5 hour shift turned into 8.5 hours. Which is good for money, but not so great for my brain today.&lt;br/&gt;- Anticipating a good work out at the gym tomorrow, since I had to cancel it to accommodate a longer shift today.&lt;br/&gt;- Hating this cold weather.&lt;br/&gt;- I&amp;#8217;m watching The Voice, and Benji Madden is very closely resembling Stone Cold Steve Austin. It&amp;#8217;s weird.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22582260003</link><guid>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22582260003</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 May 2012 21:19:39 +1000</pubDate><category>life in lists</category></item><item><title>soul-surfer:

Boy &amp; Bear | Beach
</title><description>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://assets.tumblr.com/swf/audio_player_black.swf?audio_file=http://www.tumblr.com/audio_file/22509899321/tumblr_m16ewr4K7B1qhirfv&amp;color=FFFFFF&amp;logo=soundcloud" height="27" width="207" quality="best" wmode="opaque"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://soul-surfer.tumblr.com/post/22509176493/boy-bear-beach" target="_blank"&gt;soul-surfer&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Boy &amp; Bear | Beach&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22509899321</link><guid>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22509899321</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 May 2012 21:28:00 +1000</pubDate><category>music</category><category>boy and bear</category></item><item><title>"There is no passion to be found playing small - in settling for a life that is less than the one you..."</title><description>“There is no passion to be found playing small - in settling for a life that is less than the one you are capable of living.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Nelson Mandela&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22502636985</link><guid>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22502636985</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 May 2012 16:38:30 +1000</pubDate><category>quotes</category></item><item><title>
Beastie Boys - Sabotage
</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/z5rRZdiu1UE?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Beastie Boys - Sabotage&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22394474441</link><guid>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22394474441</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 May 2012 05:25:40 +1000</pubDate><category>RIP MCA</category></item><item><title>Lucas</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m doing an assignment on Lucas, and it&amp;#8217;s just happening so easily that I&amp;#8217;m sure I&amp;#8217;m going to fail it! Getting marked on something where the words just flow so easily (due to the fact that it&amp;#8217;s both about my son and children&amp;#8217;s literacy), just seems too good to be true.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Also, my first night alone was a total success with him. He hasn&amp;#8217;t slept through the night since he was 5 months old (he slept 12 hours a night from 5 weeks until 5 months then started getting sick all the time). I had decided that I was going to make him &amp;#8216;cry it out&amp;#8217; starting Monday to get him to put himself to sleep and stay asleep all night. WELL, last night at 7.30, I put him in his cot before I tucked Madi in. He didn&amp;#8217;t make a sound, so I didn&amp;#8217;t go back in to settle him like I usually would. Five minutes later, he started shaking the side of the cot, still no sound though. Five minutes later, he was out cold. THEN, he slept through until 7.45am. I&amp;#8217;m not sure if he&amp;#8217;s broken yet, we will have to wait and see tonight. This better be ongoing, though! Fingers crossed.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22354352729</link><guid>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22354352729</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 May 2012 10:50:26 +1000</pubDate><category>Lucas</category><category>my children</category></item><item><title>Alone.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Why, all of a sudden, do I feel like the big bitch? After years of being treated terribly, and being made to feel worthless up until the very end, and being walked all over, and continuously having all of my money spent behind my back&amp;#8230; Why do I feel like the bitch for making him leave? I don&amp;#8217;t feel bad, because I know it&amp;#8217;s the right thing and I don&amp;#8217;t feel anything for him, but I feel like I&amp;#8217;m the one being horrible now. Why?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22313656441</link><guid>http://capiche.tumblr.com/post/22313656441</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 May 2012 19:39:05 +1000</pubDate></item></channel></rss>

