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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:diaryoftherealbridgetjones.blog.co.uk,2009-11-08:/</id><title>The Diary of The Real Bridget Jones</title><link rel="self" href="http://diaryoftherealbridgetjones.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://diaryoftherealbridgetjones.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-08T02:28:05+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:diaryoftherealbridgetjones.blog.co.uk,2007-08-26:/2007/08/26/my_first_post~2872484/</id><title>My First Post.</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://diaryoftherealbridgetjones.blog.co.uk/2007/08/26/my_first_post~2872484/"/><author><name>imturningintobridgetjones</name></author><published>2007-08-26T13:29:18+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T13:29:18+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;This is my first post. this is a monumental moment for me. as i really couldn't be bothered to write a blog but seeing as i tell anyone that will listen about myself, i decided to write my own blog so people would stop making my life seem like a tabloid. This blog will not draw out any punches. this is the life of me, the real Bridget Jones. Talkin about the very awkward moments that plague me and how i cannot help but fall for daniel cleavers. I am yet to find my Darcy... *sigh*. so if you would like to see how a real bridget lives, then read my blog.
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