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	<title>Comments on: Depressing Birthday</title>
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	<description>Musings of the beast</description>
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		<title>By: mnickey</title>
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		<dc:creator>mnickey</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Apr 2010 18:34:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Bummer chica, happy belated birthday?!?!?</description>
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		<title>By: aetole</title>
		<link>http://mnickey.com/blog/?p=373&#038;cpage=1#comment-368</link>
		<dc:creator>aetole</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 07 Apr 2010 07:59:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The last time I didn&#039;t have a birthday that didn&#039;t suck was five years ago. Today is my birthday and I don&#039;t have any friends who aren&#039;t completely busy with their own lives. I will have dinner with my father, and spend the rest of the day alone. My boyfriend (we&#039;ve only been seeing each other a couple months) may or may not even call me today, depending if he remembers it&#039;s my birthday. It&#039;s not his fault, I didn&#039;t make a big deal out of it. I didn&#039;t want to be that needy person. It&#039;s depressing to see how few real connections I have in my life. How few people I could really count on in a pickle. I really don&#039;t know how I got to this place, so alone. But I too don&#039;t know who I am anymore.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The last time I didn&#8217;t have a birthday that didn&#8217;t suck was five years ago. Today is my birthday and I don&#8217;t have any friends who aren&#8217;t completely busy with their own lives. I will have dinner with my father, and spend the rest of the day alone. My boyfriend (we&#8217;ve only been seeing each other a couple months) may or may not even call me today, depending if he remembers it&#8217;s my birthday. It&#8217;s not his fault, I didn&#8217;t make a big deal out of it. I didn&#8217;t want to be that needy person. It&#8217;s depressing to see how few real connections I have in my life. How few people I could really count on in a pickle. I really don&#8217;t know how I got to this place, so alone. But I too don&#8217;t know who I am anymore.</p>
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