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	<description>How Far Into the Rabbit Hole Will YOU Be Going Today?</description>
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		<title>DT</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 22 Jul 2009 16:04:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[From Jul 22, 2009
I&#8217;m back.
To begin with, I am EVER so grateful for my dear friend, El, who so beautifully guest posted here.  I am so pleased to have gotten to know such a lovely, beautiful, and interesting woman such as her.  She&#8217;s quickly become one of my best friends, and every single day I [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Cheers to Life.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 11 Jul 2009 16:02:17 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Parenting]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[gratitude list]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[I am happy]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[From Jul 11, 2009
It&#8217;s very difficult to write with children talking.
Hell, I find it difficult to write when there&#8217;s another person in the room.  My heart is so full of things to say, though.  I think plugging in this here iPod might make things easier.  As long as there are no children talking on it, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Fore Tense</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Jul 2009 15:59:22 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[hopes and dreams]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[From Jul 1, 2009
I think I&#8217;ve found it.  Eureeka!
Some folks write autobiographies of their past.
I wonder what happens when you write one of your future?!!?
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		<title>Move from anguish to relish.</title>
		<link>http://archives.perilouslyprecocious.com/move-from-anguish-to-relish</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Jun 2009 15:57:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Diary]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[People Watching]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[control your experience]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[law of attraction]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[stop having problems]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://archives.perilouslyprecocious.com/?p=1096</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[I have to tell you something.
You&#8217;re not going to necessarily like what I have to say, but I have to say it because if you do not hear it from me, you may never hear it.
You have got to stop having problems.  I know it sounds crazy, especially because you&#8217;ve never thought about things this [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Squirrels at play</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Jan 2009 15:06:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Diary]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[be here now]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[being present in the moment]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[stop thinking so much]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[From Jan 24, 2009
It&#8217;s cold again today.  We were spoiled with three days in a row of more than 70 degrees, and now were back down below freezing.  Such is the pains and joys of living in such a wonderfully strange state such as Colorado.
I sat outside, wrapped in blankets, watching five squirrels in the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Dear Pressure</title>
		<link>http://archives.perilouslyprecocious.com/dear-pressure</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 15 Jan 2009 15:05:19 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[ From Jan 15, 2009
Maybe I just wasn&#8217;t inspired by posting stuff on my own blog.  Maybe I just needed to post elsewhere&#8230; yunno, get the creative juices flowing so that I could be inspired here.
So much pressure.
Repeat after me: I refuse to allow this blog to become pressure-filled.
Boo. To pressure.
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		<title>prophesies</title>
		<link>http://archives.perilouslyprecocious.com/prophesies</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Jan 2009 15:04:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[time goes]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[time goes so quickly]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[time isn't real]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[ From Jan 11, 2009
Flying through this life.  Is that a good thing? A bad thing?
I am content.
Quite blessed.  Happy.
When you put time between yourself and your past, you tend to let the old things go.  Maybe this is because we can only compute so much memory in our brains before newer, more important things [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Peace / Pipes</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 10 Jan 2009 15:03:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[From Jan 10, 2009
I refused to be somewhat irrationally irritated that our roommate/L&#8217;s sister/my BFF threw a surprise party that we were not invited to.  For her ex-fiance/boyfriend/our friend.  Of course it was held at the ManShed, which is a former informal watering hole/Johnny&#8217;s garage turned bar, where I used to frequent A LOT in [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Wooky is as wooky does.</title>
		<link>http://archives.perilouslyprecocious.com/wooky-is-as-wooky-does</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 09 Jan 2009 15:03:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Diary]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[I wake up hungover]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Nyquil knocks me out]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[what does wooky mean?]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[From Jan 9, 2009
I woke up feeling wooky.
I don&#8217;t know what that really means or if it&#8217;s even a word.  I don&#8217;t care, it fits perfectly.
See, I&#8217;m getting this teeny tiny cold.  And it comes down to some minor congestion.  But I get congestion in my ears, and that hurts.  So I took some Nyquil.  [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The problem with being a blogger&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://archives.perilouslyprecocious.com/the-problem-with-being-a-blogger</link>
		<comments>http://archives.perilouslyprecocious.com/the-problem-with-being-a-blogger#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 05 Jan 2009 15:02:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Diary]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[blogging]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[can't write about family]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[no privacy]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[From Jan 5, 2009
I wish I could talk more about my family.
It&#8217;s a bitter pill that instead of swallowing, I tend to discard because&#8230; well because writing about your family always tends to backfire and people get mad and don&#8217;t call for five months.  Or forever.  That&#8217;s the problem with blogging.  You can&#8217;t really vent [...]]]></description>
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