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		<title>Been Awhile There Now, Eh?</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Sometimes it&#8217;s fun to fall off the face of the earth.  Give it a go sometime.  It&#8217;s been a crazy month, so I&#8217;ll just start with the first chapter, and fill you in on the rest later.  Oooo.  Suspense.
We had a work retreat back at the beginning of the month.  [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.msmoot.com/2009/09/28/been-awhile-there-now-eh/</link>
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		<title>I Rest My Case</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I was putting together a file for a new client this afternoon, and when I pulled the folder out of the supply cabinet, it was a more reddish-brown than the plain brown files I&#8217;m used to.
Me:  L, this is a different color than the ones we usually get, right?
L:  Ya.  It&#8217;s a [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.msmoot.com/2009/08/26/i-rest-my-case/</link>
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		<title>Awestruck</title>
		<description><![CDATA[My cell phone photography could not even begin to do it justice, but last night the sky looked like waves of fire.

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		<link>http://www.msmoot.com/2009/08/21/awestruck/</link>
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		<title>Adventureland</title>
		<description><![CDATA[There was a party in my backyard this weekend.  A going away party for my roommate, A.  She was one of the first people I met when I moved here three years ago, and I met her through the first roommate I had here, C (though I moved into this house because of [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.msmoot.com/2009/08/17/adventureland/</link>
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		<title>Oh HELL No</title>
		<description><![CDATA[A friend of mine recently met me at my office after work so we could go for a walk in the park up by my old apartment.  On her way to my office she got stopped by a canvaser, and when I emerged from the building, I saw her but was held up by [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.msmoot.com/2009/08/07/oh-hell-no/</link>
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