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	<description>Just trying to fit in...</description>
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		<title>Eighteen</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Every night I tell my dog, &#8220;I love you Monsieur le Roof-Roof.&#8221;
I know he&#8217;d tell me he loves me if he could. Because I feed him.
And if he did, he&#8217;d be the first boy to tell me he loves me in years and years and years. 
It&#8217;s not even as close to as sad as [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://urbanmisfit.net/2011/01/18/eighteen/</link>
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		<title>Ten &#8211; Seventeen</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Sometimes it&#8217;s hard to do the right thing.
&#8220;They&#8221; say that January 17th can be the most depressing day of the year. I read that. On the Internet. And so it&#8217;s true.
I don&#8217;t think that holds for me this year. I&#8217;m pretty sure there are stormier days ahead. Maybe what the star people call their Saturn [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://urbanmisfit.net/2011/01/17/ten-seventeen/</link>
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		<title>Six, Seven, Eight, Nine</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I worked out today. It turns out we have a pretty decent
gym set up in our basement. Good enough to get over the cabin fever
anyway. It&#8217;s so cold out that the dog wants to be carried to and
from the door so that his paws only have to touch the snow and ice
while he&#8217;s doing his [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://urbanmisfit.net/2011/01/09/six-seven-eight-nine/</link>
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		<title>Four and Five</title>
		<description><![CDATA[We booked a vacation tonight. I&#8217;m so excited, I just can&#8217;t really emote it because I worked for twelve hours today, only breaking long enough to shove some fast food in my mouth and to grab a latte before Starbucks closed.
They&#8217;re changing their logo.
Anyway, were going to a place we&#8217;ve been before. To a hotel [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://urbanmisfit.net/2011/01/05/four-and-five/</link>
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		<title>Three</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Today was pretty much what I expected. Easier, actually. But now it&#8217;s over, late, and I have a dog to snuggle with. 
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		<link>http://urbanmisfit.net/2011/01/03/three-2/</link>
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		<title>Three</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Today was pretty much what I expected. Easier, actually. But now it&#8217;s over, late, and I have a dog to snuggle with. 
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		<link>http://urbanmisfit.net/2011/01/03/three/</link>
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		<title>Two</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The dog is asleep. Today he went to visit his
girlfriend/nemesis. I&#8217;m about to heat up some leftover Indian for a
late night snack. Yum. Tomorrow is the last day before it&#8217;s time to
fully return to the daily grind. There is much house cleaning and
reno completion to be done. It will be super fun. I need to [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://urbanmisfit.net/2011/01/02/two/</link>
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		<title>One</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Today I cooked Indian food from a Gordon Ramsey cookbook. Three dishes.
The dog got to go on an adventure to the nose that looks like a hill.
I only had two coffees.
I set the bar high this New Year.
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		<link>http://urbanmisfit.net/2011/01/01/one/</link>
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		<title>patio blogging</title>
		<description><![CDATA[ahhh. &#8220;relaxation.&#8221;
Traveling across the country with a dog and a boyfriend is not recommended. One or the other. But not both. The wiser choice would be the human, in the end. Right out of the gate (literally, of the airport) though, it isn&#8217;t obvious that either of them are travel-ready.
I&#8217;m not going to say I [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://urbanmisfit.net/2010/06/24/patio-blogging/</link>
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		<title>the last two months</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Look at this:


Seriously.
The cutest cuteness in all the cutenesses. He&#8217;s got two diplomas under his belt, and he&#8217;s only 8 months old. He&#8217;s also a scientist, he studies the mechanics of kennel doors.
His current portfolio includes knowing all his paws by numbers, crawl, spin/twist, roll-over in both directions, target, fetch, and he knows come, and [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://urbanmisfit.net/2010/04/12/the-last-two-months/</link>
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