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<title>2008-07-23 18:39:30</title>
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&lt;b>Comparison for &lt;a name=".2008.nowhereexperiences" href="http://wiki.goingnowhere.org/2008/NowhereExperiences" class="">/2008&amp;nbsp;/&amp;nbsp;Nowhere&amp;nbsp;Experiences&lt;/a> of &lt;a href="http://wiki.goingnowhere.org/2008/NowhereExperiences&amp;amp;time=2008-07-23+18%3A39%3A30">2008-07-23 18:39:30&lt;/a> and &lt;a href="http://wiki.goingnowhere.org/2008/NowhereExperiences">2008-07-24 12:10:55&lt;/a>&lt;/b>&lt;br />
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&lt;b>Additions:&lt;/b>&lt;br />
&lt;div class="additions">&lt;a name="h1109-1">&lt;/a>&lt;h2> why&amp;nbsp;wait for&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;bog? &lt;/h2>
If&amp;nbsp;you've never peed over the&amp;nbsp;side of&amp;nbsp;a cliff then you&amp;nbsp;should try&amp;nbsp;it! One&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;my favorite experiences this year was&amp;nbsp;wandering off&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;pee standing up&amp;nbsp;sparying it&amp;nbsp;out in&amp;nbsp;to an&amp;nbsp;abyss!&lt;/div>&lt;/div>
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<title>2008-07-22 23:13:19</title>
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&lt;b>Comparison for &lt;a  href="http://wiki.goingnowhere.org/2008/NowhereExperiences" class="">/2008&amp;nbsp;/&amp;nbsp;Nowhere&amp;nbsp;Experiences&lt;/a> of &lt;a href="http://wiki.goingnowhere.org/2008/NowhereExperiences&amp;amp;time=2008-07-22+23%3A13%3A19">2008-07-22 23:13:19&lt;/a> and &lt;a href="http://wiki.goingnowhere.org/2008/NowhereExperiences&amp;amp;time=2008-07-23+18%3A39%3A30">2008-07-23 18:39:30&lt;/a>&lt;/b>&lt;br />
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&lt;b>Additions:&lt;/b>&lt;br />
&lt;div class="additions">&lt;a name="h1109-1">&lt;/a>&lt;h2>memories and&amp;nbsp;thanks of&amp;nbsp;an (ex-)virgin &lt;/h2>
by&amp;nbsp;sunflower &lt;br />
So&amp;nbsp;this is&amp;nbsp;where the&amp;nbsp;beautiful people hide in&amp;nbsp;the summer! I&amp;nbsp;want to&amp;nbsp;thank eveybody who&amp;nbsp;helped building such a&amp;nbsp;great event, everybody who&amp;nbsp;talked to&amp;nbsp;me, gave me&amp;nbsp;a Hug, a&amp;nbsp;kiss or&amp;nbsp;just smiled at&amp;nbsp;me,( for&amp;nbsp;whatever reason;-).&lt;br />
It&amp;nbsp;was an&amp;nbsp;outstanding experience for&amp;nbsp;such a&amp;nbsp;little freakheart like mine. You&amp;nbsp;just can't be&amp;nbsp;prepared ;-) I&amp;nbsp;figuered out, that I&amp;nbsp;Love Clowns, I&amp;nbsp;mean I&amp;nbsp;LOVE the&amp;nbsp;fuckin' Clowns! Pandemonium Circus kicks ass! I&amp;nbsp;learned doing the&amp;nbsp;Hula-Hoop and&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;still love it. I&amp;nbsp;saw girls from another Planet! like jumped out&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;a Comic book.Tool bitches, you&amp;nbsp;rock! wanna be&amp;nbsp;like you. I&amp;nbsp;saw Boys, to&amp;nbsp;cool to&amp;nbsp;be true.(D.A. guy&amp;nbsp;with the&amp;nbsp;red sunglasses)-Awesome! &lt;br />
I&amp;nbsp;have been (hardly) spanked by&amp;nbsp;Munchkin and&amp;nbsp;another Girl. (when Im&amp;nbsp;sad I&amp;nbsp;just think of&amp;nbsp;that and&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;smile) &lt;br />
A&amp;nbsp;beautiful green woman painted a&amp;nbsp;flower on&amp;nbsp;my back. I&amp;nbsp;met LIV&amp;nbsp;and her&amp;nbsp;rock'n'roll lifestile, (thank you&amp;nbsp;for the&amp;nbsp;gift and&amp;nbsp;for just beeing there.) Beautyful Ruby made my&amp;nbsp;first boody-shorts. (very short, like I&amp;nbsp;love it:-)&lt;br />
I&amp;nbsp;wanted to&amp;nbsp;be Miss Nowhere- failed-but still want it&amp;nbsp;to be. I&amp;nbsp;sold ice&amp;nbsp;cause lovely Karla asked me&amp;nbsp;to do&amp;nbsp;it and&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;couldnt say&amp;nbsp;no. I&amp;nbsp;met a&amp;nbsp;Girl from California and&amp;nbsp;saw her&amp;nbsp;dancing sooooo sweet. I&amp;nbsp;had a&amp;nbsp;gateshift and&amp;nbsp;will never forget the&amp;nbsp;time I&amp;nbsp;spent with Armenia, the&amp;nbsp;2 Hippie Girls, and&amp;nbsp;the guy&amp;nbsp;with his&amp;nbsp;wife who&amp;nbsp;gave me&amp;nbsp;my own&amp;nbsp;freak Pin. Your awesome! I&amp;nbsp;met twister cat&amp;nbsp;and (grrrrraaw;-) Thank you&amp;nbsp;for your gift.&lt;br />
I&amp;nbsp;love the&amp;nbsp;passport, I'm so&amp;nbsp;fuckin proud to&amp;nbsp;have one!  &lt;br />
I'm happy to&amp;nbsp;be a&amp;nbsp;beautiful-wicked-dirty-Hippie!&lt;br />
this is&amp;nbsp;how life always should be!&lt;/div>&lt;/div>
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<title>2008-07-21 13:15:52</title>
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&lt;b>Comparison for &lt;a  href="http://wiki.goingnowhere.org/2008/NowhereExperiences" class="">/2008&amp;nbsp;/&amp;nbsp;Nowhere&amp;nbsp;Experiences&lt;/a> of &lt;a href="http://wiki.goingnowhere.org/2008/NowhereExperiences&amp;amp;time=2008-07-21+13%3A15%3A52">2008-07-21 13:15:52&lt;/a> and &lt;a href="http://wiki.goingnowhere.org/2008/NowhereExperiences&amp;amp;time=2008-07-22+23%3A13%3A19">2008-07-22 23:13:19&lt;/a>&lt;/b>&lt;br />
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&lt;b>Additions:&lt;/b>&lt;br />
&lt;div class="additions">A&amp;nbsp;blogpost with my&amp;nbsp;(leobard) experience: &lt;a href="http://leobard.twoday.net/stories/5078063/" target="_blank" title="Outgoing link (in new window)" class="outerlink">&lt;img src="http://wiki.goingnowhere.org/themes/nowhere4/icons/web.gif" alt="" border="0" />http://leobard.twoday.net/stories/5078063/&lt;/a>&lt;/div>&lt;/div>
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<title>2008-07-21 12:26:59</title>
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&lt;b>Comparison for &lt;a  href="http://wiki.goingnowhere.org/2008/NowhereExperiences" class="">/2008&amp;nbsp;/&amp;nbsp;Nowhere&amp;nbsp;Experiences&lt;/a> of &lt;a href="http://wiki.goingnowhere.org/2008/NowhereExperiences&amp;amp;time=2008-07-21+12%3A26%3A59">2008-07-21 12:26:59&lt;/a> and &lt;a href="http://wiki.goingnowhere.org/2008/NowhereExperiences&amp;amp;time=2008-07-21+13%3A15%3A52">2008-07-21 13:15:52&lt;/a>&lt;/b>&lt;br />
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&lt;b>Additions:&lt;/b>&lt;br />
&lt;div class="additions">martinis... picnics whilst watching naked mudwrestling... recycled hair moustaches... Esteban's best hair cut&amp;nbsp;yet...  Sunday sunset and&amp;nbsp;everyone all&amp;nbsp;feral and&amp;nbsp;weather beaten and&amp;nbsp;muddy and&amp;nbsp;blissfully silly and&amp;nbsp;drunk... being a&amp;nbsp;judge at&amp;nbsp;Miss Nowhere, much drunken prancing and&amp;nbsp;mischief... the&amp;nbsp;hotness of&amp;nbsp;watching Chris Vexel, belly to&amp;nbsp;the ground shooting an&amp;nbsp;air rifle... Baggins's leftover sideburns the&amp;nbsp;following morning with the&amp;nbsp;saloon stamp moustache... waxing Adam's moustache... opera singing in&amp;nbsp;the water tank... starlit fucks...naked booty sunbathing... beautiful birthday cakes... constantly losing and&amp;nbsp;finding all&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;shit... booty portraits...breaking my&amp;nbsp;finger whilst drunkenly wrestling Baggins... driving through the&amp;nbsp;rain listening to&amp;nbsp;music, sips of&amp;nbsp;whiskey, missing all&amp;nbsp;the mud... how&amp;nbsp;fucking amazing everyone at&amp;nbsp;Malfare was... watching the&amp;nbsp;tool bitches giggling, hula hooping and&amp;nbsp;being silly... gifts of&amp;nbsp;birthday whiskey... the&amp;nbsp;sudden trend for&amp;nbsp;topless gals and&amp;nbsp;all the&amp;nbsp;gorgeous breasts... Hannah's pasties... pilled up&amp;nbsp;cartwheels and&amp;nbsp;disastrous headstands...being fed&amp;nbsp;so&amp;nbsp;superbly... how&amp;nbsp;i&amp;nbsp;couldn't have managed without my&amp;nbsp;sewing helpers and&amp;nbsp;how awesome they were... the&amp;nbsp;joy of&amp;nbsp;managing a&amp;nbsp;big project, coordinating people and&amp;nbsp;taking care of&amp;nbsp;them... how&amp;nbsp;hot Nurse looked every single friggin day... tipping a&amp;nbsp;bottle of&amp;nbsp;Brut aftershave into Noah's pocket, getting repaid by&amp;nbsp;getting a&amp;nbsp;bottle of&amp;nbsp;coke tipped over me, ultimately winning due&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;demands of&amp;nbsp;being scrubbed head to&amp;nbsp;foot and&amp;nbsp;inbetween my&amp;nbsp;toes, Ha!... Dominic and&amp;nbsp;Michael with their dinner jackets and&amp;nbsp;bow ties... feeling constantly overwhelmed, knowing everyone else is&amp;nbsp;feeling the&amp;nbsp;same way... my&amp;nbsp;massage from Allen, how&amp;nbsp;it&amp;nbsp;made me&amp;nbsp;cry with the&amp;nbsp;release within a&amp;nbsp;matter of&amp;nbsp;seconds... getting love letters...sending love letters... learning about LOVE... hugging Josh for&amp;nbsp;the first time in&amp;nbsp;a long time... Vietnamese coffee, fuck yeah!...feeling proud to&amp;nbsp;be part of&amp;nbsp;something so&amp;nbsp;fucking amazing, being able to&amp;nbsp;be such an&amp;nbsp;integral part of&amp;nbsp;something, knowing that every second is&amp;nbsp;precious because it&amp;nbsp;will never be&amp;nbsp;the same again... feeling like we&amp;nbsp;have reached a&amp;nbsp;tipping point, the&amp;nbsp;knowledge that we&amp;nbsp;will look back and&amp;nbsp;say 'this is&amp;nbsp;the year everything worked and&amp;nbsp;we&amp;nbsp;totally fucking kicked ass!' ... observing how&amp;nbsp;'release' seemed to&amp;nbsp;be such an&amp;nbsp;integral part of&amp;nbsp;everyone's experience... the&amp;nbsp;build up&amp;nbsp;of tension, the&amp;nbsp;release of&amp;nbsp;emotions, of&amp;nbsp;blocks, letting go, tears...the incredible feeling of&amp;nbsp;experiencing the&amp;nbsp;power of&amp;nbsp;a group of&amp;nbsp;like minded individuals with a&amp;nbsp;shared vision who&amp;nbsp;come together to&amp;nbsp;create, and&amp;nbsp;being able to&amp;nbsp;experience tapping into this collective consciousness that somehow feels greater than the&amp;nbsp;sum of&amp;nbsp;its parts, seeing the&amp;nbsp;power of&amp;nbsp;its effects on&amp;nbsp;me and&amp;nbsp;you.&lt;/div>&lt;br />
&lt;b>Deletions:&lt;/b>&lt;br />
&lt;div class="deletions">martinis... picnics whilst watching naked mudwrestling... recycled hair moustaches... Esteban's best hair cut&amp;nbsp;yet...  Sunday sunset and&amp;nbsp;everyone all&amp;nbsp;feral and&amp;nbsp;weather beaten and&amp;nbsp;muddy and&amp;nbsp;blissfully silly and&amp;nbsp;drunk... being a&amp;nbsp;judge at&amp;nbsp;Miss Nowhere, much drunken prancing and&amp;nbsp;mischief... the&amp;nbsp;hotness of&amp;nbsp;watching Chris Vexel, belly to&amp;nbsp;the ground shooting an&amp;nbsp;air rifle... Baggins's leftover sideburns the&amp;nbsp;following morning with the&amp;nbsp;saloon stamp moustache... waxing Adam's moustache... opera singing in&amp;nbsp;the water tank... starlit fucks...naked booty sunbathing... beautiful birthday cakes... constantly losing and&amp;nbsp;finding all&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;shit... booty portraits...breaking my&amp;nbsp;finger whilst drunkenly wrestling Baggins... driving through the&amp;nbsp;rain listengin to&amp;nbsp;music, sips of&amp;nbsp;whiskey, missing all&amp;nbsp;the mud... how&amp;nbsp;fucking amazing everyone at&amp;nbsp;Malfare was... watching the&amp;nbsp;tool bitches giggling, hula hooping and&amp;nbsp;being silly... gifts of&amp;nbsp;birthday whiskey... the&amp;nbsp;sudden trend for&amp;nbsp;topless gals and&amp;nbsp;all the&amp;nbsp;gorgeous breasts... Hannah's pasties... pilled up&amp;nbsp;cartwheels and&amp;nbsp;disastrous headstands...being fed&amp;nbsp;so&amp;nbsp;superbly... how&amp;nbsp;i&amp;nbsp;couldn't have managed without my&amp;nbsp;sewing helpers and&amp;nbsp;how awesome they were... how&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;realized how&amp;nbsp;much I&amp;nbsp;loved to&amp;nbsp;manage projects and&amp;nbsp;coordinate people and&amp;nbsp;take care of&amp;nbsp;them... how&amp;nbsp;hot Nurse looked every single friggin day... tipping a&amp;nbsp;bottle of&amp;nbsp;Brut aftershave into Noah's pocket, getting repaid by&amp;nbsp;getting a&amp;nbsp;bottle of&amp;nbsp;coke tipped over me, ultimately winning due&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;demands of&amp;nbsp;being scrubbed head to&amp;nbsp;foot and&amp;nbsp;inbetween my&amp;nbsp;toes,Ha!... Dominic and&amp;nbsp;Michael with their dinner jackets and&amp;nbsp;bow ties... feeling constantly overwhelmed, knowing everyone else is&amp;nbsp;feeling the&amp;nbsp;same way... my&amp;nbsp;massage from Allen, how&amp;nbsp;it&amp;nbsp;made me&amp;nbsp;cry with the&amp;nbsp;release within a&amp;nbsp;matter of&amp;nbsp;seconds... getting love letters...sending love letters... learning about LOVE... hugging Josh for&amp;nbsp;the first time in&amp;nbsp;a long time... Vietnamese coffee, fuck yeah!...feeling proud to&amp;nbsp;be part of&amp;nbsp;something so&amp;nbsp;fucking amazing, being able to&amp;nbsp;be such an&amp;nbsp;integral part of&amp;nbsp;something, knowing that every second is&amp;nbsp;precious because it&amp;nbsp;will never be&amp;nbsp;the same again... feeling like we&amp;nbsp;have reached a&amp;nbsp;tipping point, the&amp;nbsp;knowledge that we&amp;nbsp;will look back and&amp;nbsp;say 'this is&amp;nbsp;the year everything worked and&amp;nbsp;we&amp;nbsp;totally fucking kicked ass!' ... observing how&amp;nbsp;'release' seemed to&amp;nbsp;be such an&amp;nbsp;integral part of&amp;nbsp;everyone's experience... the&amp;nbsp;build up&amp;nbsp;of tension, the&amp;nbsp;release of&amp;nbsp;emotions, of&amp;nbsp;blocks, letting go, tears...the incredible feeling of&amp;nbsp;experiencing the&amp;nbsp;power of&amp;nbsp;a group of&amp;nbsp;like minded individuals with a&amp;nbsp;shared vision who&amp;nbsp;come together to&amp;nbsp;create, and&amp;nbsp;being able to&amp;nbsp;experience tapping into this collective consciousness that somehow feels greater than the&amp;nbsp;sum of&amp;nbsp;its parts, seeing the&amp;nbsp;power of&amp;nbsp;its effects on&amp;nbsp;me and&amp;nbsp;you.&lt;/div>&lt;/div>
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&lt;b>Comparison for &lt;a  href="http://wiki.goingnowhere.org/2008/NowhereExperiences" class="">/2008&amp;nbsp;/&amp;nbsp;Nowhere&amp;nbsp;Experiences&lt;/a> of &lt;a href="http://wiki.goingnowhere.org/2008/NowhereExperiences&amp;amp;time=2008-07-21+12%3A26%3A46">2008-07-21 12:26:46&lt;/a> and &lt;a href="http://wiki.goingnowhere.org/2008/NowhereExperiences&amp;amp;time=2008-07-21+12%3A26%3A59">2008-07-21 12:26:59&lt;/a>&lt;/b>&lt;br />
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&lt;b>Additions:&lt;/b>&lt;br />
&lt;div class="additions">What I&amp;nbsp;loved about Nowhere (in no&amp;nbsp;particular order) by&amp;nbsp;Ruby&lt;/div>&lt;br />
&lt;b>Deletions:&lt;/b>&lt;br />
&lt;div class="deletions">What I&amp;nbsp;loved about Nowhere (in no&amp;nbsp;particular order)&lt;/div>&lt;/div>
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<title>2008-07-15 14:27:06</title>
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&lt;b>Comparison for &lt;a  href="http://wiki.goingnowhere.org/2008/NowhereExperiences" class="">/2008&amp;nbsp;/&amp;nbsp;Nowhere&amp;nbsp;Experiences&lt;/a> of &lt;a href="http://wiki.goingnowhere.org/2008/NowhereExperiences&amp;amp;time=2008-07-15+14%3A27%3A06">2008-07-15 14:27:06&lt;/a> and &lt;a href="http://wiki.goingnowhere.org/2008/NowhereExperiences&amp;amp;time=2008-07-21+12%3A26%3A46">2008-07-21 12:26:46&lt;/a>&lt;/b>&lt;br />
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&lt;b>Additions:&lt;/b>&lt;br />
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What I&amp;nbsp;loved about Nowhere (in no&amp;nbsp;particular order)&lt;br />
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martinis... picnics whilst watching naked mudwrestling... recycled hair moustaches... Esteban's best hair cut&amp;nbsp;yet...  Sunday sunset and&amp;nbsp;everyone all&amp;nbsp;feral and&amp;nbsp;weather beaten and&amp;nbsp;muddy and&amp;nbsp;blissfully silly and&amp;nbsp;drunk... being a&amp;nbsp;judge at&amp;nbsp;Miss Nowhere, much drunken prancing and&amp;nbsp;mischief... the&amp;nbsp;hotness of&amp;nbsp;watching Chris Vexel, belly to&amp;nbsp;the ground shooting an&amp;nbsp;air rifle... Baggins's leftover sideburns the&amp;nbsp;following morning with the&amp;nbsp;saloon stamp moustache... waxing Adam's moustache... opera singing in&amp;nbsp;the water tank... starlit fucks...naked booty sunbathing... beautiful birthday cakes... constantly losing and&amp;nbsp;finding all&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;shit... booty portraits...breaking my&amp;nbsp;finger whilst drunkenly wrestling Baggins... driving through the&amp;nbsp;rain listengin to&amp;nbsp;music, sips of&amp;nbsp;whiskey, missing all&amp;nbsp;the mud... how&amp;nbsp;fucking amazing everyone at&amp;nbsp;Malfare was... watching the&amp;nbsp;tool bitches giggling, hula hooping and&amp;nbsp;being silly... gifts of&amp;nbsp;birthday whiskey... the&amp;nbsp;sudden trend for&amp;nbsp;topless gals and&amp;nbsp;all the&amp;nbsp;gorgeous breasts... Hannah's pasties... pilled up&amp;nbsp;cartwheels and&amp;nbsp;disastrous headstands...being fed&amp;nbsp;so&amp;nbsp;superbly... how&amp;nbsp;i&amp;nbsp;couldn't have managed without my&amp;nbsp;sewing helpers and&amp;nbsp;how awesome they were... how&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;realized how&amp;nbsp;much I&amp;nbsp;loved to&amp;nbsp;manage projects and&amp;nbsp;coordinate people and&amp;nbsp;take care of&amp;nbsp;them... how&amp;nbsp;hot Nurse looked every single friggin day... tipping a&amp;nbsp;bottle of&amp;nbsp;Brut aftershave into Noah's pocket, getting repaid by&amp;nbsp;getting a&amp;nbsp;bottle of&amp;nbsp;coke tipped over me, ultimately winning due&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;demands of&amp;nbsp;being scrubbed head to&amp;nbsp;foot and&amp;nbsp;inbetween my&amp;nbsp;toes,Ha!... Dominic and&amp;nbsp;Michael with their dinner jackets and&amp;nbsp;bow ties... feeling constantly overwhelmed, knowing everyone else is&amp;nbsp;feeling the&amp;nbsp;same way... my&amp;nbsp;massage from Allen, how&amp;nbsp;it&amp;nbsp;made me&amp;nbsp;cry with the&amp;nbsp;release within a&amp;nbsp;matter of&amp;nbsp;seconds... getting love letters...sending love letters... learning about LOVE... hugging Josh for&amp;nbsp;the first time in&amp;nbsp;a long time... Vietnamese coffee, fuck yeah!...feeling proud to&amp;nbsp;be part of&amp;nbsp;something so&amp;nbsp;fucking amazing, being able to&amp;nbsp;be such an&amp;nbsp;integral part of&amp;nbsp;something, knowing that every second is&amp;nbsp;precious because it&amp;nbsp;will never be&amp;nbsp;the same again... feeling like we&amp;nbsp;have reached a&amp;nbsp;tipping point, the&amp;nbsp;knowledge that we&amp;nbsp;will look back and&amp;nbsp;say 'this is&amp;nbsp;the year everything worked and&amp;nbsp;we&amp;nbsp;totally fucking kicked ass!' ... observing how&amp;nbsp;'release' seemed to&amp;nbsp;be such an&amp;nbsp;integral part of&amp;nbsp;everyone's experience... the&amp;nbsp;build up&amp;nbsp;of tension, the&amp;nbsp;release of&amp;nbsp;emotions, of&amp;nbsp;blocks, letting go, tears...the incredible feeling of&amp;nbsp;experiencing the&amp;nbsp;power of&amp;nbsp;a group of&amp;nbsp;like minded individuals with a&amp;nbsp;shared vision who&amp;nbsp;come together to&amp;nbsp;create, and&amp;nbsp;being able to&amp;nbsp;experience tapping into this collective consciousness that somehow feels greater than the&amp;nbsp;sum of&amp;nbsp;its parts, seeing the&amp;nbsp;power of&amp;nbsp;its effects on&amp;nbsp;me and&amp;nbsp;you.&lt;/div>&lt;/div>
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