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	<description>Life is a Highway, and I'm Stuck on County Road 212</description>
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		<title>Anyone Can Be a Fisherman in May</title>
		<description>The Boy intends to spend at least one day of our very brief trip to Mexico on a boat, fishing for marlin. 

I guess it’s time to face the truth:

My boyfriend is a six-toed cat and an assault charge shy of having to change his name to Ernest Hemingway.
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		<title>Miss Emily is Not Amused</title>
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I don't think the world has ever seen such a forlorn looking Easter bunny before.

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		<title>Delayed Development</title>
		<description>I’ve often thought we, as people, have gotten it all wrong. We celebrate the dawn of a new year in winter, when it’s uncomfortably cold outside and everyone is still weighed down and tuckered out from the ‘old’ year, having eaten too many sugar cookies, assembled too many astonishingly complex ...</description>
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		<title>Peeps are Still Gross</title>
		<description>Updates are few and far between because I don't seem to have time for blogging and there isn't anything superfab enough going on to do anything about my schedule, although if it's easier to believe I've actually run away and joined the circus like I promised to do when I ...</description>
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		<title>Boy oh Boy</title>
		<description>This is one of those things were I make something out of nothing because The Boy, in his own right, made something out of nothing. Yay. 

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		<title>Rules of Engagement Do Not Apply</title>
		<description>At four this morning, The Boy, bearing Oreos, wanted to talk about our collective future together. 

I did what any normal person would do in a similar situation: I sent him to the store for milk and pretended to be in a dead sleep when he got back.
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		<title>What It Is or Isn&#8217;t</title>
		<description>Cafe Writing February 2008

The Art I love doesn’t have edges or work in accord with prescribed boundaries. It’s not that. It’s all of it.  </description>
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		<title>Through No Fault of My Own</title>
		<description>I don't care what the CDC says; somebody on the MARTA gave me Ebola.

Or leprosy.

Whichever.   </description>
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		<title>Whole Lot of Nothing</title>
		<description>It’s official. As of January 27, 2008 my Christmas tree has been dismantled and stored until the next time they play Feliz Navidad on the radio twice an hour. 

I didn’t intend to leave it up for so long, but one thing turned into another I never seemed to have ...</description>
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		<title>Who You Gonna Call?</title>
		<description>I’m not really entrenched in the whole Heath Ledger is DEAD! Details at 10! thing. I haven’t been to a candlelight vigil or participated in a Facebook prayer circle or whatever else has been coordinated to pay homage to the recently expired actor; I imagine there’s probably a gigantic greeting ...</description>
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