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		<title>By: Boo</title>
		<link>http://chasingtwilight.com/little-pleasures#comment-238</link>
		<dc:creator>Boo</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 31 Dec 2006 13:12:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Having the house to myself.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Having the house to myself.</p>
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		<title>By: Arika</title>
		<link>http://chasingtwilight.com/little-pleasures#comment-235</link>
		<dc:creator>Arika</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Dec 2006 01:54:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hey sara it's me Arika from english class in the back row!! i really like your site. one of my favorite things is origami.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey sara it&#8217;s me Arika from english class in the back row!! i really like your site. one of my favorite things is origami.</p>
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		<title>By: Anonymous</title>
		<link>http://chasingtwilight.com/little-pleasures#comment-234</link>
		<dc:creator>Anonymous</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Dec 2006 01:51:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Theres this girl I like... who is always on the computer and always chatting and typing and clacking away... But sometimes when I go up and talk to her she'll turn to me and give me her full attention, and I can see the flashing lights of all the other people craving for her attention at that moment reflecting in her glasses... But she chooses me.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Theres this girl I like&#8230; who is always on the computer and always chatting and typing and clacking away&#8230; But sometimes when I go up and talk to her she&#8217;ll turn to me and give me her full attention, and I can see the flashing lights of all the other people craving for her attention at that moment reflecting in her glasses&#8230; But she chooses me.</p>
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		<title>By: Pothos</title>
		<link>http://chasingtwilight.com/little-pleasures#comment-233</link>
		<dc:creator>Pothos</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Dec 2006 01:26:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Being with people who make me forget for a while.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Being with people who make me forget for a while.</p>
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		<title>By: Aidan</title>
		<link>http://chasingtwilight.com/little-pleasures#comment-232</link>
		<dc:creator>Aidan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Dec 2006 23:16:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>When a girl looks at my penis but doesn't instinctively get out some industrial strength disinfectant.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When a girl looks at my penis but doesn&#8217;t instinctively get out some industrial strength disinfectant.</p>
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		<title>By: Jade</title>
		<link>http://chasingtwilight.com/little-pleasures#comment-231</link>
		<dc:creator>Jade</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Dec 2006 22:42:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Waking up, looking at the clock, and realizing I have another hour to burrow into the blankets...

Sharing someone's presence and feeling no need to fill up the space with words...

When my cat sees me and makes that little "brrrrlp" noise and rolls over on her belly...

Cuddling :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Waking up, looking at the clock, and realizing I have another hour to burrow into the blankets&#8230;</p>
<p>Sharing someone&#8217;s presence and feeling no need to fill up the space with words&#8230;</p>
<p>When my cat sees me and makes that little &#8220;brrrrlp&#8221; noise and rolls over on her belly&#8230;</p>
<p>Cuddling :)</p>
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		<title>By: Barthius</title>
		<link>http://chasingtwilight.com/little-pleasures#comment-230</link>
		<dc:creator>Barthius</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Dec 2006 09:06:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>When I feel somewhat... ... understood. (That is the most appropriate word that I can come up with. Though it is not completely accurate.)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I feel somewhat&#8230; &#8230; understood. (That is the most appropriate word that I can come up with. Though it is not completely accurate.)</p>
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		<title>By: Ian</title>
		<link>http://chasingtwilight.com/little-pleasures#comment-229</link>
		<dc:creator>Ian</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Dec 2006 00:14:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It’s so nice
to wake up in the morning
all alone
and not have to tell somebody
you love them
when you don’t love them
anymore 

Richard Brautigan</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It’s so nice<br />
to wake up in the morning<br />
all alone<br />
and not have to tell somebody<br />
you love them<br />
when you don’t love them<br />
anymore </p>
<p>Richard Brautigan</p>
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		<title>By: Sabine</title>
		<link>http://chasingtwilight.com/little-pleasures#comment-228</link>
		<dc:creator>Sabine</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Dec 2006 00:11:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The split moment before you actually wake, where even if everything isn't okay, for that swiftly fading second, you know it could be.

Mashed potatoes.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The split moment before you actually wake, where even if everything isn&#8217;t okay, for that swiftly fading second, you know it could be.</p>
<p>Mashed potatoes.</p>
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		<title>By: TJL</title>
		<link>http://chasingtwilight.com/little-pleasures#comment-227</link>
		<dc:creator>TJL</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Dec 2006 23:09:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Warm tea you can sip with a runny nose. 
How it burns when you're running and you're sucking in cold, brisk air.
Fuzzy socks.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Warm tea you can sip with a runny nose.<br />
How it burns when you&#8217;re running and you&#8217;re sucking in cold, brisk air.<br />
Fuzzy socks.</p>
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		<title>By: Rachelle</title>
		<link>http://chasingtwilight.com/little-pleasures#comment-226</link>
		<dc:creator>Rachelle</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Dec 2006 20:08:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>When my boyfriend tires to make me dinner - and succeeds.

When my dog looks at me with adoring eyes and shoves his head underneath my arm as if to tell me how much he loves me.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When my boyfriend tires to make me dinner - and succeeds.</p>
<p>When my dog looks at me with adoring eyes and shoves his head underneath my arm as if to tell me how much he loves me.</p>
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		<title>By: Ash</title>
		<link>http://chasingtwilight.com/little-pleasures#comment-225</link>
		<dc:creator>Ash</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Dec 2006 18:07:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Glad to see your christmas went well.  I havnt seen you guys in a while and i miss you.  Give me a call soon.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Glad to see your christmas went well.  I havnt seen you guys in a while and i miss you.  Give me a call soon.</p>
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		<title>By: Kindigo</title>
		<link>http://chasingtwilight.com/little-pleasures#comment-224</link>
		<dc:creator>Kindigo</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Dec 2006 17:31:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Reading. Simple as that. 
Also squelching mud between my toes (but only if I get a hot bath afterwards).
I also used to enjoy avoiding the beach, but that was when I had a beach to avoid (i.e. always).
Collecting funny words.
Staring at people until they look away.
Laughing in quiet places.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Reading. Simple as that.<br />
Also squelching mud between my toes (but only if I get a hot bath afterwards).<br />
I also used to enjoy avoiding the beach, but that was when I had a beach to avoid (i.e. always).<br />
Collecting funny words.<br />
Staring at people until they look away.<br />
Laughing in quiet places.</p>
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