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		<description><![CDATA[The dream I had last night was really telling about where my priorities are at the moment. I dreamt that I was in bumfuck Indiana and that I met a guy who I knew for certain was the love of my life, &#8220;the one&#8221;, or whatever you want to call it. However, to be with [...]]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[Friend Quote of the Week: &#8220;This is what I love about her.. she TAGS!&#8221;]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[Dear Threadless, After nearly 5 years together, I think we&#8217;ve drifted apart. You used to make me feel special when we were out in public together, but I&#8217;m starting to realize that you&#8217;re also with every other boy and girl in the city. (You whore!) I&#8217;m sorry, but the magic is gone and I&#8217;ve found [...]]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[Last time I went out-of-town to visit family, I got a glimpse of what I&#8217;d be like as a parent. A bunch of people were over for my niece&#8217;s 4th birthday and she was getting into something she wasn&#8217;t supposed to. My mom told her to put it away 3 times, but nobody made a [...]]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[Every college has one&#8230; that guy who seems to be at every party and who takes twice as long to graduate as everyone else. Best of all, he usually has a mascot-like name and his presence at social functions is seen as an honor so he never pays for booze. At the university I attended, [...]]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[As usual, Violent Acres and I agree on one of the many ways that people can be morons. Being a frequent rider of public transportation, I almost always have headphones on to tune out the crazy homeless people and get a few minutes of zone-out time on the way to and from work. I used [...]]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[Last week, my horoscope at the Onion was the best yet: &#8220;If there&#8217;s a drinkable liquid in the world that doesn&#8217;t cause loss of motor function, impaired judgment, slurred speech, dehydration, and eventual unconsciousness, you don&#8217;t want to know about it.&#8221; Yep, that about sums it up.]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[I think I&#8217;ve gotten to a point where I just assume that all straight men are misogynists like I am. On the way back from lunch yesterday, two male co-workers and I were talking about a female co-worker who annoys the shit out of everyone because she is in hysterics 99.9% of the time. I [...]]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ve had not one, but TWO cab drivers hit on me and give me their phone number in the past week. WTF?]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[I read an article on the Consumerist blog the other day about the shady practices employed by Enterprise to get you to purchase extra insurance with your car rental. Once upon a time, I used to rent from them when I was going out-of-town to see my folks and needed to take some things that [...]]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[One thing that I like about my current job is that I get to wear a lot of hats. I&#8217;m usually a web designer, but at this place I&#8217;m doing user-interface design, taking staff photos, designing &#8220;thank you&#8221; notes for the head of our tech division, making signs for the conference rooms, etc. I&#8217;ve joked [...]]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[A scene from a wedding&#8230; Family Friend: Wow, you look so much like your mother! Me: She&#8217;s still got some catching up to do in the tattoo department, though.]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[I haven&#8217;t posted much lately because I feel like the only thing I&#8217;ve been up to is dealing with my sister&#8217;s wedding and work drama. One of those is something that I didn&#8217;t think anyone would be interested in reading about and I probably shouldn&#8217;t post about the other. I&#8217;ll let you guess which is [...]]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was at the pizza place around the corner from my apartment last week and as usual I was shooting the shit with the guys who work there while eating a slice at the counter. One of them had to take a call for a delivery order and while he was on the phone he [...]]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[Near my cube hangs one of the most hideous pieces of art that I have ever seen in my life. I don&#8217;t even think it should be called &#8220;art&#8221; because it looks like finger-painting by a mental patient on crack with Tourette&#8217;s. In fact, that&#8217;s probably the story the art dealer told the suckers in [...]]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[I thought the worst was over when the &#8220;Revenge of the Nerds&#8221; remake was mercifully canceled, but check out what I saw at the video store today. Yes, it&#8217;s a straight-to-DVD sequel to one of the best movies ever and the only romantic comedy that I actually like. It goes without saying that the actors [...]]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[As if I&#8217;m not behind enough on podcasts already, I recently started listening to one called &#8220;Bad At Sports&#8221; about the art scene in Chicago. True to my obsessive-compulsive nature, I started at the beginning and am up to their 20th episode. I&#8217;m not sure if this is something that continues on later, but a [...]]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ve been taking staff photos at my day job for the last few days and each day people pop in to chat for a bit. (They put me in a conference room right next to the kitchen, so everyone passes by me at some point during the day.) One of the people who stops in [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.bitterfieldroad.com/?p=24</link>
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		<description><![CDATA[There&#8217;s nothing quite like going to the Apple store with a broken iPod and getting busted out by tech support for having 2Live Crew on it&#8230; in front of a family that included a small child.]]></description>
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