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  <title>M-O-O-N. That spells blog.</title>
  <subtitle>Crista</subtitle>
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    <name>Crista</name>
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    <title>ditdah @ 2006-02-22T20:34:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-23T01:35:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-23T01:35:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Wow it's been a while since I've been here. Um - not much new. Went to Boston, had sushi and Vietnamese food for the first time, got MAJOR sick that lasted for 2 weeks, now back to normal boring nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee, I sure sound exciting!</content>
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    <title>ditdah @ 2006-01-08T16:13:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-08T21:15:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-08T21:15:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, I finally watched 'Phantom of the Opera' today. I was not happy. First, it's hard to get used to the extra talking. Also, I know all the lines by heart, so the ones that changed irritated me. At least the majority of the music wasn't messed with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to see some good movies. Any suggestions?</content>
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    <title>ditdah @ 2006-01-05T09:09:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-05T14:16:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-05T14:16:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's almost vacation time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week from today, I'll be in Boston. I have to keep myself occupied in the morning, because I can't check in the hotel until 3pm, or something like that. Since I plan to take the "T" to the hotel, I'm hoping I can pack light. But I'm a girl, so that will take some serious effort!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're meeting Charlie for lunch Friday - am I going to be the first GABber he meets in person? Scary! And we're planning a big group dinner Friday night - party! Other than that, Rebecca and I are going to play it by ear, see who's around, and just hang out.</content>
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    <title>ditdah @ 2005-12-20T21:03:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-21T02:09:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-21T02:11:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"We should go on a beer run. Are we OK to drive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a good way to find out. If I can steer that remote control car around the room without crashing, we're ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randy, that's a cat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(meow)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shouldn't drive."</content>
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    <title>Baaaaaa.</title>
    <published>2005-12-09T02:55:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-09T02:55:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm not original...but it looks like fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Have you ever brushed your teeth in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;Uh - not when I was sober.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Does playing the guitar make a girl/guy more attractive?&lt;br /&gt;HELLS yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) How old do you look?&lt;br /&gt;Late 20's/early 30's, from what I'm told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) How old do you act?&lt;br /&gt;12. Well, no, more like 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) What's the last song you sang?&lt;br /&gt;That 80's song - 'you spin me right round baby, right round...' Berry was watching "The Wedding Singer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Do you have a crazy uncle?&lt;br /&gt;Not anymore. Lost him to AIDS. But he was crazy funny and we still talk about him a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Have you ever smuggled something into America?&lt;br /&gt;Uh-huh - Cuban cigars! (Like 6. Not exactly a crime ring.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Have you ever dropped your soap on your foot?&lt;br /&gt;Who hasn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Do you live in a city with a good sports team?&lt;br /&gt;Yup! GO BUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Have you ever finished off the popcorn and ate the junk from the bottom?&lt;br /&gt;Ech! No - I feed it to my best friend - that's the only part he likes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) You ever had sex in a tent?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) What about in a boat?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. (Wow - I'm boring.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Have you ever dated a goth?&lt;br /&gt;No, but I was one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Can you fix your own car?&lt;br /&gt;So-so... can change tires, batteries, lights... But like the exhaust? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Would you kill George W. Bush yourself if you were guaranteed to get away with it?&lt;br /&gt;No. But is locking him in my basement an option?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Should guys wear pink?&lt;br /&gt;WHy not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Do you smoke?&lt;br /&gt;Only when drinking a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Are you a lover or a fighter?&lt;br /&gt;Lover, for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) What's your worst fear?&lt;br /&gt;Bugs. Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom scares the shit out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) As a kid, were you a Lego maniac?&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Still am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Do you like reality tv?&lt;br /&gt;Not really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Chew on straws?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes - more often on pens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Were you a cute baby?&lt;br /&gt;Yes - I'll show you a picture sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Whats your favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;Royal blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) What color is your keyboard?&lt;br /&gt;Mine? Black and clear (Mac keyboard.) The one I'm using? off white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Do you sing in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;Usually just hum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) Have you ever bungee jumped?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Any secret talents?&lt;br /&gt;My toes and thumbs are double jointed. And I can tie a cherry stem in a knot using my tongue and teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) What's your ideal vacation spot?&lt;br /&gt;Cabin in the woods, fireplace, hot tub, someone to hike, relax, and cuddle with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Can you swim?&lt;br /&gt;Uh-huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Have you seen the movie "donnie darko"?&lt;br /&gt;Nuh-uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) Do you care about the o-zone?&lt;br /&gt;Well, yes, but I'm not a fanatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) How many licks does it take to get to the center of a toostie pop?&lt;br /&gt;Ah-one, ah-two, ah-three!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Can you say the alphabet backwards?&lt;br /&gt;If I write it down first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Have you ever been on an airplane?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, plenty. It's not exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) Are you an only child?&lt;br /&gt;From MY parents, yes. Older step sister, two younger half sisters (different sides of the family,) younger half brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) Do you prefer electric or manual pencil sharpener?&lt;br /&gt;Electric. Who has a manual anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) Do you like your handwriting?&lt;br /&gt;No. I work in healthcare. Need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39). What are you allergic to?&lt;br /&gt;Homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40). When was the last time you said "I love you?"&lt;br /&gt;About an hour ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41). Do you cry at weddings?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm a hopeless romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42). How do you like your eggs cooked?&lt;br /&gt;Scrambled, with cheese and seasoned well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43) What time is it?&lt;br /&gt;9:41pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44) Do you have a nickname?&lt;br /&gt;Ditdah (No, it's not just an online nickname.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45) Is McDonald's disgusting?&lt;br /&gt;No, but I can only take it every once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46). When was the last time you were in a car?&lt;br /&gt;4 hours ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47). Do you prefer baths or showers?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on the mood. And if I'm alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48). Are you afraid of the dark?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49). What are you addicted to?&lt;br /&gt;The net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50). Crunchy or creamy peanut butter?&lt;br /&gt;Whatever's in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51). Can you crack your neck?&lt;br /&gt;Yes - and do too often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52). Have you ever rode in an ambulance?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53). How many times have you brushed your teeth today?&lt;br /&gt;One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54). Is drug free the way to be?&lt;br /&gt;Meh - I don't do much except alcohol, but if you're an adult, and careful, and responsible, I don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55) Are you a heavy sleeper?&lt;br /&gt;No. Have a hard time sleeping. Sometimes take Ambien to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56) What color are your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57) Last inside joke?&lt;br /&gt;"Thir? THIR?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58) Do you like your life?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't hate it. But things could be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59) Have you read "catcher in the rye"?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but it's been YEARS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60) Do you play any instruments?&lt;br /&gt;Not anything musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61) Have you ever stolen anything?&lt;br /&gt;Yes - when I was a teen I was a major shoplifter. Got busted once and quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62) Can you snowboard?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63) Do you like camping?&lt;br /&gt;Never been - but would like to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64) Do you snort when you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65) Do you believe in magic?&lt;br /&gt;Like 'watch me pull a rabit out of a hat?' No. Other kinds, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66) Are dogs a man's best friend?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about best friend, but dogs are WONDERFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67) You believe in divorce?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68) Do you make a lot of mistakes?&lt;br /&gt;On a daily basis. I'd like to say I learn from them, but I don't always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69) Is it cold outside today?&lt;br /&gt;Very - and snowing. HARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70) What was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;Caramel corn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71) Do you wear nail polish?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe once a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72) What's the most annoying tv commercial?&lt;br /&gt;The ones that get songs stuck in my head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73) Do you shop at american eagle?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74) Do you like chicken?&lt;br /&gt;As a food? Yes. As a pet? No. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75) If you could be with one person right now who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;There is no good way to answer that!</content>
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    <title>ditdah @ 2005-12-06T21:11:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-07T02:29:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-07T02:29:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"You know traditional my parents are! If they found out I got divorced and married to a black man they'd crap in a sock!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is for a family. At Christmas! You know, Feliz Naviblah!"&lt;br /&gt;"That means nothing."&lt;br /&gt;"To you, maybe. But in American that means Christmas in Mexican."</content>
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    <title>I look like a freak!</title>
    <published>2005-12-04T15:12:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-04T15:12:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, even more than normal. My eye is all red. Not as in bloodshot, but as in "a blood vessel in my eye burst and I look like an alien" red. Seriously - it's scary looking. &lt;a href="http://www.bergeye.com/Disorders/subconj_Heme/subconj_heme.html"&gt;Kind like this.&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to walk up to the artsy-fartsy shopping area up the street and frighten people.</content>
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    <title>ditdah @ 2005-12-04T09:30:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-04T14:34:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-04T14:34:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Gin Blossoms "Till I Hear It From You" (Empire Records)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Sitting here, looking out my window. The entire world (meaning the street and 3 houses across from me) is covered with half an inch of ice. Including my car. I suppose I should have put it in the garage BEFORE the ice storm, huh?</content>
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    <title>ditdah @ 2005-11-27T17:52:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-27T22:53:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-27T22:53:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This was, by far, the best Thanksgiving weekend I've ever had. Lots of fun, laughs, good times, and no family fights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just what I needed!</content>
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    <title>ditdah @ 2005-11-26T14:05:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-26T19:05:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-26T19:05:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hee Hee - Bon Jovi Icon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a strange girl.</content>
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    <title>Am I crazy?</title>
    <published>2005-11-26T03:29:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-26T03:29:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just bought tickets to Boston solely to hang out with people I met over the internet. Not even any party to use as an excuse this time - just planning on hanging out with internet strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh. I really wonder about myself sometimes. Oh well - I'm excited!</content>
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    <title>ditdah @ 2005-11-23T21:23:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-24T02:27:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-24T02:27:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"I'm already registered to vote. Not that it matters. Because until we reform the electoral college, the popular votes will be ignored and we'll keep electing presidents that only get a minority of the vote."&lt;br /&gt;"That must be some black stuff - I don't know what he's talkin' bout."</content>
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    <title>ditdah @ 2005-11-22T14:33:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-22T19:39:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-22T19:39:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">People suck. They just suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got one friend going through a major crisis, caused by a stupid person. Another friend won’t talk to me, because of stupid person #2. A girl at work is quitting because of stupid person #3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we make it legal to beat people up for being assholes? Or how about some non-violent form of torture? Let’s make the stupid people be forced to walk around listening to P. Diddy and Brittany Spears music 24/7! That would scare everyone into being nice!</content>
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    <title>Quote of the day</title>
    <published>2005-11-20T02:01:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-20T02:01:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"Obviously you were in the dumpster for a reason."&lt;br /&gt;"I wasn't doing nothin."&lt;br /&gt;"What were you doing in the dumpster?"&lt;br /&gt;"I was just chillin."</content>
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    <title>ditdah @ 2005-11-19T19:09:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-20T00:11:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-20T00:11:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ok, nothing can lift your spirits more than a long night of drinking, Internet chatting, webcamming, and dirty IM'ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then to wake up, shake off your hangover, and watch the Bucks beat the Wolverines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good times!</content>
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    <title>ditdah @ 2005-11-18T13:41:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-18T18:45:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-18T18:45:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Scott passed away yesterday at 4:00. We didn't even find out until today, and we still don't have official word. We've just heard it through 2 people 2nd-hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sucks.</content>
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    <title>WARNING! Depressing post!</title>
    <published>2005-11-17T18:31:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-17T18:31:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, my friend has been admitted to the hospital. He's DNR, and unresponsive. He's not expected to make it through the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life just sucks sometimes.</content>
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    <title>ditdah @ 2005-11-15T11:09:00</title>
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    <content type="html">Quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assumed that cows would moo more when they are happy. But I don’t know that for sure.</content>
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    <title>ditdah @ 2005-11-15T10:50:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-15T15:53:16Z</published>
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    <content type="html">We had no power last night. I've learned that I would not have survived well in the past, when people had no internet to entertain themselves. I couldn't keep myself occupied - kinda pathetic, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to take up some silly, non-powered hobby. Like basket weaving.</content>
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    <title>ditdah @ 2005-11-13T21:25:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-14T02:28:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-14T02:28:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I swear, the Steeler's are going to give me a heart attack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I swear, I AM a girl! Really!)</content>
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    <title>ditdah @ 2005-11-12T17:26:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-12T22:27:39Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Funfact of the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pop-tart was introduced on my birthday in 1960-something. (According to Alton Brown.)</content>
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    <title>ditdah @ 2005-11-12T00:42:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-12T05:44:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-12T05:44:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Why does she always watch the news? No matter what time of day, or what's going on, CNN has to be on. It's freaking DEPRESSING!</content>
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    <title>Bon Jovi Concert</title>
    <published>2005-11-10T16:46:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-10T16:46:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Wow - I had SUCH a blast. The concert was just what I needed to lift my spirits. But between the dancing, drinking, screaming, and noise, I feel like the walking dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did I get so old that a concert is hard work? It's pathetic - I guess I need to go to more concerts and get back in the swing of things. Cause I'm really NOT old enough to be a fuddy-duddy.</content>
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    <title>Long, depressing post (sorry)</title>
    <published>2005-11-09T13:27:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-09T13:31:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, I'm dealing with a friend who has cancer. It's actually more of a friend through another. Julie is one of my closest friends at work; I've known her for 7 years. Her husband, who I know pretty well, has cancer. He found a tumor in his leg in the summer. Sucks, because they are both in perfect physical shape, eat right, bike and run all the time - both ran the marathon last year. But I know, people say stuff like that a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, they aggresively attacked it with chemo, radiation, and surgery. But it's not helping, and now it has spread into his lungs. The tumors there are so big he's now on oxygen because he can't breathe. Julie won't talk about it, and doesn't share much, but we're all medical people. We know what's happening based on what little pieces she gives us. That, and the fact that she is rarely coming to work, and the treatments they are trying now - it's not long. I know that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard for me, because I know she's not going to handle this well, obviously. I want to help her, but she doesn't want the help. Both she and her husband are pharmacists, so they have medical training. They think they can deal with this alone, and aren't in the usual programs. They aren't using any sort of mental support, other than each other. I know everyone has to deal with things in their own way, and I'm trying to give them support without being in the way. But I don't know how to help. And at times, I get too overwhelmed to even talk about it. I think they need to see a social worker, or counselor, or something. And they refuse to make any plans for the "worst-case." While I know that's hard to face, shouldn't we figure out what his wishes are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where all this was going, but it seemed like a good place to vent.</content>
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    <title>ditdah @ 2005-11-08T21:01:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-09T02:02:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-09T02:09:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"What is the county fair?"&lt;br /&gt;"It's like Disneyland for poor people"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why do you always get to be Bandit?"&lt;br /&gt;"Because I have a moustache. You gotta have a moustache to be the Bandit."&lt;br /&gt;"Hey! My mom could be the Bandit!"</content>
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