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	<link>http://badmetaphor.net</link>
	<description>the meandering, plotless story of my life.</description>
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		<title>Shit on Shingles</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Readers be warned: if you want to continue associating with me and remain blissfully unaware of any personal medical problems I might have, just go ahead and skip this post.  I won&#8217;t be offended, in fact I&#8217;ll be kind of relieved.  Nothing of concern to you, unless you haven&#8217;t had the chicken pox [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://badmetaphor.net/2010/03/shit-on-shingles/</link>
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		<title>Kill me now</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Is there any activity more soul-crushingly dull than writing a personal statement for school applications?  Even for, oh painful irony, a blogger?   I&#8217;ve been blathering about myself effortlessly for almost six years now, but now there is a goal involved, my typing rate has slowed to approximately one sentence per hour.  [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://badmetaphor.net/2010/02/kill-me-now/</link>
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		<title>Ira Glass and the magic of storytelling</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Thirty two bucks to see a guy I hear every week for free?&#8221; was my reaction, when I heard that Ira Glass was coming to town.  I&#8217;m a big fan of This American Life, and I even donate $5 whenever he implores me to each year.  But that seemed such a stiff price [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://badmetaphor.net/2010/02/ira-glass-and-the-magic-of-storytelling/</link>
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		<title>St Vincent, reprise</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Gosh, I don&#8217;t want to pester her,&#8221; I said to my friends as I peered down the dark alleyway behind the Blue Note.  &#8220;Aren&#8217;t we kind of creepy anyway?  Who skulks about in the shadows waiting for a girl they don&#8217;t know, besides rapists?&#8221;  
&#8220;It is so not creepy,&#8221; said James, as [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://badmetaphor.net/2010/02/st-vincent-reprise/</link>
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		<title>Reanimation</title>
		<description><![CDATA[My blog survived the move!   Hoorah!  (Apologies for spamming anyone&#8217;s rss feed with my stupid twitter posts &#8211; I had accidentally set twitter to update my blog.  In a way I hacked myself, sorta).   There was about an hour yesterday where I had a mini mental breakdown, thinking that [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://badmetaphor.net/2010/02/reanimation/</link>
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		<title>Rock School</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Oh hey, look at this, I have a blog!  Maybe I should update it.  I&#8217;m feeling a little minimalist these days, so it&#8217;s back to a refreshingly blank theme for me.  Perhaps I&#8217;ll resurrect the snails with less blue.
Tonight I&#8217;m off to see one of my long-running favorite bands, Yo La Tengo. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://badmetaphor.net/2010/01/rock-school/</link>
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		<title>Forwards and backwards</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Flash back to December 31st, 2006. My blood tingled with a mixture of anticipation and the buzz from a bottle of wine I had shared with my friend Louise.  We&#8217;re at the Replay with a boy I like, and a lot of other people I don&#8217;t know but don&#8217;t care that I don&#8217;t know, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://badmetaphor.net/2010/01/forwards-and-backwards/</link>
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		<title>Stuff like that</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Even though I quickly tossed aside the idea of studying linguistics in college, I still watch words.   Language is a living organism that evolves constantly, as different types of people speak it &#8211; your grandparents, your parents, your friends.  Though language is in a constant state of flux, it is curiously highly [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://badmetaphor.net/2009/12/stuff-like-that/</link>
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		<title>Dial M for Murder</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Yesterday Eli returned from a trip to the Mayo clinic, a second in a series of horrifyingly barbaric-sounding surgeries on his eyes. During the course of the last two years, he has developed this rare eye condition due to hyperthyroidism that has caused his eyes to bulge out. Luckily, he has good health insurance and [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://badmetaphor.net/2009/11/dial-m-for-murder/</link>
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		<title>For the dogs</title>
		<description><![CDATA[This weekend, Eli&#8217;s parents went out of town, so we housesat and took care of their dogs.  Ever since they got these dogs, it seems as though things in the house have gradually become more&#8230;canine.  For instance, Eli said when he was over there once, he reached into the fridge and grabbed some [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://badmetaphor.net/2009/11/for-the-dogs/</link>
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