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	<title>Kindly Póg Mo Thóin</title>
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		<title>Dear Right-clicking,</title>
		<description>I miss you.

Can I ever find you again?

Love,

Zuzu

P.S. Send my love to Delete.  Oh, sure, there's someone here named Delete, but it's really Backspace in disguise. </description>
		<link>http://kindlypogmothoin.com/2008/05/11/dear-right-clicking/</link>
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		<title>Movin&#8217; on</title>
		<description>I'm leaving Feministe, and will be joining Shakesville as a contributor.

This place will remain in business.  Where else can I examine the contents of my navel? </description>
		<link>http://kindlypogmothoin.com/2008/05/07/movin-on/</link>
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		<title>So&#8230;</title>
		<description>What does it say about me that when I loaded up all my CDs onto iTunes, I noticed that the two artists I had more of than anyone else were Concrete Blonde and Esquivel? </description>
		<link>http://kindlypogmothoin.com/2008/05/05/so/</link>
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		<title>Holy crap.</title>
		<description>Just watched the Kentucky Derby.

Big  Brown won, with great life story of the trainer (whose girlfriend was murdered in the next room from their daughter, who was with him at the Derby) and the jockey (seems he's got a hearing-impaired son).

Really a great pull-away win.

But.

Eight Belles, the first filly ...</description>
		<link>http://kindlypogmothoin.com/2008/05/03/holy-crap-2/</link>
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		<title>Check another one off the list</title>
		<description>I just got word that my buyer was approved on Tuesday, and the closing will be scheduled within the next few weeks.

Whee!

Of course, I have no idea where I'm going to live next.  I can't do any serious apartment-hunting until I have the proceeds in hand, and of course I ...</description>
		<link>http://kindlypogmothoin.com/2008/05/03/check-another-one-off-the-list/</link>
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		<title>The cult, I have joined it</title>
		<description>Purchased a new MacBook last night.  Along with an Airport and a wee green iPod Shuffle, which is the tiniest piece of electronica I've ever seen.   I had earrings bigger than that in the '80s.

There were a few moments of frustration last night while attempting to get ...</description>
		<link>http://kindlypogmothoin.com/2008/05/02/the-cult-i-have-joined-it/</link>
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		<title>Problems, first world division</title>
		<description>I'm going to fire my dogwalker tomorrow.  For the past six months-year, she's been coming very late; so late that she often gets there after I get home.  And even on nights when I've gone out after work.

It's always something; car broke down, locked out of car, ill relative, weather, ...</description>
		<link>http://kindlypogmothoin.com/2008/05/01/problems-first-world-division/</link>
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		<title>Techno bleg</title>
		<description>Last night, I hosed my laptop (laptop + juice =  so not a good idea).  I don't think it's going to recover.

So.  I'm in the market for a new laptop, and I happen to have enough money saved for one, since I'd been planning to replace the one I have ...</description>
		<link>http://kindlypogmothoin.com/2008/04/30/techno-bleg/</link>
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		<title>Face it, guys.  He&#8217;s just not that into you.</title>
		<description>Is that the sound of scales falling from eyes I hear?

Seems that a few of the Big Boi Bloggers who have wholeheartedly and uncritically embraced Barack Obama* are a wee bit upset that he appeared on Faux this Sunday and didn't "take them on" as one of his advisers had ...</description>
		<link>http://kindlypogmothoin.com/2008/04/28/face-it-guys-hes-just-not-that-into-you/</link>
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		<title>Oy.</title>
		<description>So tonight, I'm walking down First Avenue in the East Village on my way to dinner, and I pass Lanza's restaurant.  "Oh," I say to myself.  "Lanza's.  That's where I had my first date after I moved to New York."  My date was Bill, whom I ...</description>
		<link>http://kindlypogmothoin.com/2008/04/25/oy/</link>
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