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	<title>Comments on: To Laura and Joe</title>
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		<title>By: Laura</title>
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		<dc:creator>Laura</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Apr 2006 21:17:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;m going to start sewing pockets into my dresses. Then again, I suppose I could&#039;ve tucked a note or two in my bra. I would have carried around toast notes and my drivers license. That way, Joe wouldn&#039;t have been embarrassed at the Dome when I drunkenly shrieked, &quot;They want my ID?!?&quot; and I wouldn&#039;t have forgotten people I wanted to recognise. Joe&#039;s aunt just had a birthday. I had people there from literally the other side of the world. And you guys, whose love I so admire, just had your third anniversary. Instead I babbled some platitude about love bringing everyone together, when at least for my family, it was curiosity about the cousin nobody&#039;d ever met. But I think it was a good time for all.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m going to start sewing pockets into my dresses. Then again, I suppose I could&#8217;ve tucked a note or two in my bra. I would have carried around toast notes and my drivers license. That way, Joe wouldn&#8217;t have been embarrassed at the Dome when I drunkenly shrieked, &#8220;They want my ID?!?&#8221; and I wouldn&#8217;t have forgotten people I wanted to recognise. Joe&#8217;s aunt just had a birthday. I had people there from literally the other side of the world. And you guys, whose love I so admire, just had your third anniversary. Instead I babbled some platitude about love bringing everyone together, when at least for my family, it was curiosity about the cousin nobody&#8217;d ever met. But I think it was a good time for all.</p>
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