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	<description>The dog always eats my homework</description>
	<pubDate>Sun, 27 Jul 2008 03:16:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Comment on Snippets by ethan</title>
		<link>http://giftedslacker.com/2008/07/22/snippets/#comment-302</link>
		<dc:creator>ethan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Jul 2008 14:26:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Got another one for you:
http://www.moleskinerie.com/2008/07/write-yourself.html</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Got another one for you:<br />
<a href="http://www.moleskinerie.com/2008/07/write-yourself.html" rel="nofollow">http://www.moleskinerie.com/2008/07/write-yourself.html</a></p>
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		<title>Comment on Thought Food by Grant</title>
		<link>http://giftedslacker.com/2008/07/15/thought-food/#comment-290</link>
		<dc:creator>Grant</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Jul 2008 06:12:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I think he'd probably know who you were if he's met you. He might need a reminder, at most.

Anyway, the internet is very weird. It gives you a sense of knowing people you don't really know. Unlike the way you feel you know the people in movies, on tv and in bands, the people you feel you know through the internet usually aren't celebrities.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I think he&#8217;d probably know who you were if he&#8217;s met you. He might need a reminder, at most.</p>
<p>Anyway, the internet is very weird. It gives you a sense of knowing people you don&#8217;t really know. Unlike the way you feel you know the people in movies, on tv and in bands, the people you feel you know through the internet usually aren&#8217;t celebrities.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Thought Food by ethan</title>
		<link>http://giftedslacker.com/2008/07/15/thought-food/#comment-289</link>
		<dc:creator>ethan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Jul 2008 15:22:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I was just about to comment on one of Brian's posts. Then I realized he probably has no idea who I am. How weird is the internet?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was just about to comment on one of Brian&#8217;s posts. Then I realized he probably has no idea who I am. How weird is the internet?</p>
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		<title>Comment on Plagiarism by ethan</title>
		<link>http://giftedslacker.com/2008/07/05/plagiarism/#comment-283</link>
		<dc:creator>ethan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Jul 2008 14:57:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>"I think Knuth and Stallman are probably just the bleeding edge of a trend we're going to see more of as highly plugged-in generations of people age."

http://io9.com/5022824/the-ones-who-disappear</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;I think Knuth and Stallman are probably just the bleeding edge of a trend we&#8217;re going to see more of as highly plugged-in generations of people age.&#8221;</p>
<p><a href="http://io9.com/5022824/the-ones-who-disappear" rel="nofollow">http://io9.com/5022824/the-ones-who-disappear</a></p>
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		<title>Comment on Anticipation by Clint</title>
		<link>http://giftedslacker.com/2008/06/25/anticipation/#comment-281</link>
		<dc:creator>Clint</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 05:26:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Happiness is such a subjective thing. We all know that. What makes me happy may have absolutely no bearing on you, and vice-versa. But there are some universal truths in the pursuit of happiness. The first being that in order to find happiness with or in another person you first must have a measure of happiness in your own life. It is like so many other things in our lives, if we don't have a common frame of reference, then it is difficult to relate to the question: "Are you happy?"

The other thing that has an absolute bearing on our happiness is having love in our lives. On our own, left to our own devices, it is possible to find a measure of happiness. But to truly reach an enlightened state of happiness, I believe, it is only possible through sharing love with another person. Until you have looked at the face of a person who is in love, I mean that balls-to-the-wall kind of love, you have not seen true happiness.  I saw it in your eyes and on your face the first time I saw you together with Robin. Maybe that is too personal for this venue, but it is true.  After 25 years of living, it was the first time I ever saw truly glowing happiness on your face. And it wasn't from the conquest of a video game, the acquisition of some esoteric computer part, or from the best meal you had ever consumed. It was secondary to being in love. How cool is that?? 

Anticipation. How many people do you know who live their whole lives in a state of anticipation. Always waiting for the next big event, only to be disappointed by it once it has come. 
And what this says is so true. Don't make decisions in your life based on the what impact they will have on your  your level of happiness. Make those decisions based on what your wants and needs are. Make them based on the amount of joy they bring to your life. 
In this world you have to grab life with both hands and hold on for dear life. There are no do-overs. There are no real second chances. You make your own fate, your own destiny. And don't let anyone dictate your level of happiness. Find it for yourself. Only then can you share that happiness with those you love. 

I apologize for the protracted reply!!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Happiness is such a subjective thing. We all know that. What makes me happy may have absolutely no bearing on you, and vice-versa. But there are some universal truths in the pursuit of happiness. The first being that in order to find happiness with or in another person you first must have a measure of happiness in your own life. It is like so many other things in our lives, if we don&#8217;t have a common frame of reference, then it is difficult to relate to the question: &#8220;Are you happy?&#8221;</p>
<p>The other thing that has an absolute bearing on our happiness is having love in our lives. On our own, left to our own devices, it is possible to find a measure of happiness. But to truly reach an enlightened state of happiness, I believe, it is only possible through sharing love with another person. Until you have looked at the face of a person who is in love, I mean that balls-to-the-wall kind of love, you have not seen true happiness.  I saw it in your eyes and on your face the first time I saw you together with Robin. Maybe that is too personal for this venue, but it is true.  After 25 years of living, it was the first time I ever saw truly glowing happiness on your face. And it wasn&#8217;t from the conquest of a video game, the acquisition of some esoteric computer part, or from the best meal you had ever consumed. It was secondary to being in love. How cool is that?? </p>
<p>Anticipation. How many people do you know who live their whole lives in a state of anticipation. Always waiting for the next big event, only to be disappointed by it once it has come.<br />
And what this says is so true. Don&#8217;t make decisions in your life based on the what impact they will have on your  your level of happiness. Make those decisions based on what your wants and needs are. Make them based on the amount of joy they bring to your life.<br />
In this world you have to grab life with both hands and hold on for dear life. There are no do-overs. There are no real second chances. You make your own fate, your own destiny. And don&#8217;t let anyone dictate your level of happiness. Find it for yourself. Only then can you share that happiness with those you love. </p>
<p>I apologize for the protracted reply!!</p>
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		<title>Comment on Anticipation by ethan</title>
		<link>http://giftedslacker.com/2008/06/25/anticipation/#comment-280</link>
		<dc:creator>ethan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2008 12:36:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>"Appreciate the rusty hinge or fix it; don’t let it bug you." Amen.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;Appreciate the rusty hinge or fix it; don’t let it bug you.&#8221; Amen.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Geektacular by ethan</title>
		<link>http://giftedslacker.com/2008/06/24/geektacular/#comment-279</link>
		<dc:creator>ethan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Jun 2008 12:30:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ha ha.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ha ha.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Pain by Clint</title>
		<link>http://giftedslacker.com/2008/06/23/pain/#comment-278</link>
		<dc:creator>Clint</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Jun 2008 05:07:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Well, this is living proof that I should "proof" what I write before I hit the "Submit" key! I apologize for the poor form, however, it is after 1AM (it's my story and I'm sticking to it). 

Later!! 

D</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Well, this is living proof that I should &#8220;proof&#8221; what I write before I hit the &#8220;Submit&#8221; key! I apologize for the poor form, however, it is after 1AM (it&#8217;s my story and I&#8217;m sticking to it). </p>
<p>Later!! </p>
<p>D</p>
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		<title>Comment on Pain by Clint</title>
		<link>http://giftedslacker.com/2008/06/23/pain/#comment-277</link>
		<dc:creator>Clint</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Jun 2008 05:05:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Pain is such a personal thing! It can take you to your knees like you describe or it can tear you apart slowly, inch, by inch, so that no one really knows how much you are hurting. I am not sure which I worse. 
At least when you are as you were today there is no question that you are in a bad way. With chronic pain, it is much subtle. 
Thanks for the kind words, but it is a lesson I would have rather not given, believe me. But there is truth in what you said. The pain you feel today can and will always get worse/better.  And I stick with my other mantra, keep moving. You stop, you are done for.  But there is a limit to that at well. Take care of the acute problem, of which prescribed rest is an integral part. 

Thanks Robin for looking after him!! It is such a wonderful thing, having someone in your life who cares and worries and makes sure that you are ok every night before you go to bed.  I would say that he is "lucky" but I don't think luck has much of anything to do with it. 

Hang in there young man. Your mom and brother are coming soon, bearing sustenance. Chocolate heals a lot of wounds!! 

I love you so very much!! Please take care! 

Dad</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Pain is such a personal thing! It can take you to your knees like you describe or it can tear you apart slowly, inch, by inch, so that no one really knows how much you are hurting. I am not sure which I worse.<br />
At least when you are as you were today there is no question that you are in a bad way. With chronic pain, it is much subtle.<br />
Thanks for the kind words, but it is a lesson I would have rather not given, believe me. But there is truth in what you said. The pain you feel today can and will always get worse/better.  And I stick with my other mantra, keep moving. You stop, you are done for.  But there is a limit to that at well. Take care of the acute problem, of which prescribed rest is an integral part. </p>
<p>Thanks Robin for looking after him!! It is such a wonderful thing, having someone in your life who cares and worries and makes sure that you are ok every night before you go to bed.  I would say that he is &#8220;lucky&#8221; but I don&#8217;t think luck has much of anything to do with it. </p>
<p>Hang in there young man. Your mom and brother are coming soon, bearing sustenance. Chocolate heals a lot of wounds!! </p>
<p>I love you so very much!! Please take care! </p>
<p>Dad</p>
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		<title>Comment on Pain by Bean</title>
		<link>http://giftedslacker.com/2008/06/23/pain/#comment-276</link>
		<dc:creator>Bean</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Jun 2008 13:36:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hey I do my best to keep you feeling okay and give you a should to lean on.  I also put back boxes of Ibuprofen you don't want since you can't bend.  

Poor thing, if Winston were here he'd put his head on your lap and pant incessantly with a worried look on his face.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey I do my best to keep you feeling okay and give you a should to lean on.  I also put back boxes of Ibuprofen you don&#8217;t want since you can&#8217;t bend.  </p>
<p>Poor thing, if Winston were here he&#8217;d put his head on your lap and pant incessantly with a worried look on his face.</p>
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