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	<description>Relaxed and Groovy</description>
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		<title>Improperly Zested</title>
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I have been feeling a feeling lately, Peeps, that has not been immediately recognizable to me.  It's kind of anger with some hurt tucked around a big slab of sudden realization and disappointment. 

Now, I'm not usually one for the more confusing emotions.  I feel emotions strongly and they usually make ...</description>
		<link>http://www.speckblog.net/2008/05/14/improperly-zested/</link>
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		<title>Floating and Disappointing</title>
		<description>Or: It's time for an update on the brain.

Bella has written a post about where she is in her life right now.  She feels like she's floating.  I can relate to that feeling. 

I feel like I have bounced, Peeps.  The initial drop off the meds and major therapy breakthroughs plunked me, ...</description>
		<link>http://www.speckblog.net/2008/05/13/floating-and-disappointing/</link>
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		<title>EEeeeee&#8230;.</title>
		<description>Eeeeeeeee...

It's the last day of something today, Peeps.  What could it be?

Eeeeeeeeeeee! </description>
		<link>http://www.speckblog.net/2008/05/12/eeeeeee/</link>
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		<title>A Break for Some More Fun</title>
		<description>Some pictures and Wallacisms:

***

Being cool at the park: "Maamaa.  Don't hold me!" 

Tearfully, after a long day, to Daddy asking to be cradled: "I want to be a baaybee!"

"Dad, you need to JUST RELAX"

"I don't WIKE DAT!"

"Dat would be a nice, good plant"  (nice good plan)

"Dat would be not be a good plant" (not ...</description>
		<link>http://www.speckblog.net/2008/05/09/a-break-for-some-more-fun/</link>
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		<title>What? Reasonabibble?  ME?</title>
		<description>So, what you're saying is to uncork the buttocks.

It is not in my nature to do so, I'm a fairly tightly clenched person, but I promise to do my level best to not own any of the group projects this week.

I turned in my bit, and that's done.

Mercy, it's possible ...</description>
		<link>http://www.speckblog.net/2008/05/09/what-reasonabibble-me/</link>
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		<title>Hives and Ulcers and Glaring, Oh My!</title>
		<description>TT and I are going away this weekend, Peeps.  Nana Poopyhands is going to be in town and take charge of the Bubba, and daddy and mommy are going to drive for the state line.  HAHAHAH just kidding we're driving over two state lines.

It will be the first overnighter away from ...</description>
		<link>http://www.speckblog.net/2008/05/08/hives-and-ulcers-and-glaring-oh-my/</link>
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		<title>Yesterday Was Haircut Day!</title>
		<description>I usually love haircut day, but yesterday I had to go to *DUN DUN DUUUUNNN* a random haircut provider.  My usual person is out for two weeks and The Troublemaker and I are getting away for a night this weekend and crappy hair would just not be acceptable. It was ...</description>
		<link>http://www.speckblog.net/2008/05/07/yesterday-was-haircut-day/</link>
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		<title>Fuck You Very Much For Your Concern</title>
		<description>When I was a freshman in college I was a pretty sad and pathetic little kid.  I was 17 years old and in many, many ways still a child.  I had some fairly deep-running trauma, dissociative disorder and a lot of body dysmorphia.

I didn't go to regular college, I went to ...</description>
		<link>http://www.speckblog.net/2008/05/06/fuck-you-very-much-for-your-concern/</link>
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		<title>At Least I Don&#8217;t Have the Buck Teeth</title>
		<description>Going to school with me is very much like going to school with Hermione Granger.  I suck.  I raise my hand at every question and feverishly read everything I can get my hands on.  I talk down my nose and expect perfection, both of myself and others.  I am, in ...</description>
		<link>http://www.speckblog.net/2008/05/03/at-least-i-dont-have-the-buck-teeth/</link>
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		<title>3,500 Words</title>
		<description>In a question paper that is supposed to run about 1,960 words.

The guy makes it impossible to answer in less than that.

But it's done.  It's done. </description>
		<link>http://www.speckblog.net/2008/05/03/3500-words/</link>
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