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<title>Obama won! WOO HOO!!! I was at the rally... WOO HOO!!!That's all I've got...</title>
<link>http://www.pleonast.com/user/caty?l=5&amp;entryID=597278</link>
<description>Obama won! WOO HOO!!! I was at the rally... WOO HOO!!!That's all I've got...</description>
<dc:date>2008-11-08</dc:date>
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<title>Dreams...</title>
<link>http://www.pleonast.com/user/caty?l=5&amp;entryID=591811</link>
<description>	A few days ago I had this really trippy dream, and it’s stuck with me. I dreamt that my sister had a duckbill platypus… it was Technicolor, think Joseph’s amazing dreamcoat of…, and in this golden cage. I was sitting there watching it one day… and it squeezed out of the cage (which isn’t that far fetched… if you’ve even had a pair of 24-carat gold earrings, you know how easy gold is to bend)… I just sat there and watched it get out.	When my family got home, it was running around the house. We had to catch it and then everyone decided to entrust it to me.	I woke up, and when I went back to sleep it was smaller, but still with me. It stayed in my purse. The dream was different, but the platypus was still with me.	I kept waking up and going back to sleep. When I’d go back to sleep, I’d have a new dream, but I’d still have the same task of keeping the duckbilled Technicolor platypus safe in my purse, but it was smaller each time.	Last dream, I’m sitting i...</description>
<dc:date>2008-10-26</dc:date>
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<title>Trust Advice?</title>
<link>http://www.pleonast.com/user/caty?l=5&amp;entryID=591666</link>
<description>I've had a really hard time lately, but I'm also really enjoying life. Have you ever had that?I'm trying to figure out how I'm supposed to be trusting people in my life. I was recently told to trust someone while they were betraying that trust. I'm not connecting this to a situation, and please no direct comments on this... But instead, maybe on how you recover from that... I mean... How do you continue to live in a trusting and functional manner, when you've had someone you care about so much betray you in such a bold faced manner? How do you trust anyone in your life, after someone does that to you? And how do you stay friends with that person... you care about them, but you really don't feel like they care about you at all... How do you deal?I'm a good person, and I like to think that people would really strive to not hurt me. It just blows my mind. I'm trying to deal with this as a good person. I find myself crying at random times about it. I'll be in the car and start crying.....</description>
<dc:date>2008-10-26</dc:date>
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<title>Coffee… The devil’s elixir… It breeds anxiety and twitching… I gives you a fake sense of ene</title>
<link>http://www.pleonast.com/user/caty?l=5&amp;entryID=588909</link>
<description>Coffee… The devil’s elixir… It breeds anxiety and twitching… I gives you a fake sense of energy and control. It’s merely a drug of disguise. It doesn’t makes the real problem go away… the real problem being, that you’re exhausted. You’re still exhausted, you just don’t know it!!!I have been a bonafied coffee hater for 3 years now. I rely on the natural energy produced by my body… until yesterday…After a tough weekend and a night of tossing and turning, I woke up, got ready, drove to work, sang in the car to keep myself chipper, sat down at my desk, opened my daunting social policy book and, in a moment of weakness, went downstairs to get water and got coffee instead… I felt guilt until I felt that guilt being squelched by energy. It made me feel energized and more capable of concentrating within minutes. I felt the glory of every crushed little bean shipped to me from the lovely coffee lords of Columbia.I found myself breezing through ridiculous amounts ...</description>
<dc:date>2008-10-18</dc:date>
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<title>Don't you love it when life is zen?...My life is pretty darn zen right now... forget the fact that</title>
<link>http://www.pleonast.com/user/caty?l=5&amp;entryID=572542</link>
<description>Don't you love it when life is zen?...My life is pretty darn zen right now... forget the fact that I don't really even understand what zen means... but using it in the context, in which I've heard it used before... My life is zen.Things fall apart, and then they fall back together. That's how it's always been for me.Life has been a little tough for the past few months, but for the last few weeks, things have been falling back together.I'm going to a school which, I hope, will be a perfect fit for me. I really think it will. I'm just at a heightened sense of gratefulness and peace, at this point. I hope it stays this way.I'm out, with this thought provoking rebuttal to Winnie the Pooh... who says, &quot;What goes up must come down, except for a balloon, which goes up and to the side...&quot; I say... Mr. Pooh Pooh head!!! You are a pessimist! What goes down must go back up, except for a little Debbie Cake... Which drops on the ground and never floats back up, unless you're eat...</description>
<dc:date>2008-09-07</dc:date>
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<title>HAHAHAHAHA!!!</title>
<link>http://www.pleonast.com/user/caty?l=5&amp;entryID=572025</link>
<description>more animalsmore animalsmore animalsmore animalsmore animalsmore animalsI stay up every night talking to my boyfriend online, and the night I'm home and he's not online... THIS is what I do... Don't judge me... They're cute...</description>
<dc:date>2008-09-06</dc:date>
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<title>9/9/08</title>
<link>http://www.pleonast.com/user/caty?l=5&amp;entryID=570652</link>
<description>As the year fast approaches Sept 9th, I have stumbled upon a very unfortunate coincidence.A few nights ago, while chatting with the king of facial hair, I realized that I would not be making it to the 9 celebration this year, in the state of 9 (Tennessee)... Hosted by Dave McGee (9 letters) and Rose McGee (9 letters), among others.Alas, I'll be moving to Chicago that day. So... all of you 9'ers have fun! I was looking forward to this day since 9/9/06... but it's not to be. 9/9/09 will be a total blowout anyway!!!Other than that, life is freaking great!</description>
<dc:date>2008-09-03</dc:date>
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<title>life is good... so good...</title>
<link>http://www.pleonast.com/user/caty?l=5&amp;entryID=568158</link>
<description>life is good... so good...</description>
<dc:date>2008-08-27</dc:date>
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<title>Giving Up...</title>
<link>http://www.pleonast.com/user/caty?l=5&amp;entryID=562398</link>
<description>I'm learning a very hard lesson right now.I'm a very all or nothing person... seize the day... determined... etc... Anyone who has ever been shopping/water skied/cleaned/played a game/etc with me realizes this. I'm big on things like tasks... And SOMETIMES (and by sometimes I mean all the time) when I look life boldly in the face to say &quot;What's up life? We need to sort things out?&quot; I end up running at life and tackling it, and then just pinning it to the ground... I'm pretty ridiculous sometimes. I'm very... um... thorough.Lately I've found out that this doesn't work with some things. No matter how much you try to get some things in order... no matter how hard you try... no matter how hard you work at something... sometimes it just doesn't work out. Being me (the determined little booger I am), it seems like a huge slap in the face. Sometimes, though, you just have to give up on things. Letting it go is one of the hardest things I do... So I don't. Things always need to b...</description>
<dc:date>2008-08-13</dc:date>
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<title>Let's try that again...</title>
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<dc:date>2008-07-26</dc:date>
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