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	<title>Comments on: Playing It Cool</title>
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	<description>An NYC Blog About a Girl Who&#039;s Entirely Unembarrassed to be Fascinated by the Boring</description>
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		<title>By: plumpdumpling</title>
		<link>http://unapologeticallymundane.com/2009/10/29/playing-it-cool/comment-page-1/#comment-84511</link>
		<dc:creator>plumpdumpling</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2009 20:18:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You mean no one saw you BUT JESUS.

In situations like these, I find it&#039;s easy to make myself feel better by needlessly defacing public property.  I hope the Metrolink has carpet like the DC rail and that you wrung your soaking pants out all over it.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You mean no one saw you BUT JESUS.</p>
<p>In situations like these, I find it&#8217;s easy to make myself feel better by needlessly defacing public property.  I hope the Metrolink has carpet like the DC rail and that you wrung your soaking pants out all over it.</p>
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		<title>By: plumpdumpling</title>
		<link>http://unapologeticallymundane.com/2009/10/29/playing-it-cool/comment-page-1/#comment-84510</link>
		<dc:creator>plumpdumpling</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2009 20:10:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;m sorta too busy for the worshipping, so instead I&#039;ll mail you the 43 cents you&#039;ve earned me.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m sorta too busy for the worshipping, so instead I&#8217;ll mail you the 43 cents you&#8217;ve earned me.</p>
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		<title>By: Sandy</title>
		<link>http://unapologeticallymundane.com/2009/10/29/playing-it-cool/comment-page-1/#comment-84498</link>
		<dc:creator>Sandy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2009 05:40:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>OK, here&#039;s my story.  I live in STL, and last year there were two hurricanes right in a row that hit Texas, then, instead of burning themselves out over land, just headed right for us.  Of course, they weren&#039;t hurricanes anymore, but it was just a wall of water for three days straight.  I live south of the city and go to school north of the city, so I was Metrolinking it.  I left school, and by the time I got to the train station (which is ON CAMPUS), my jeans were soaked to the knees, my sneakers were full of water, and stuff I had brought to school to scan, that was tucked away (&quot;safely&quot;) in my backpack was ruined.  My first train went OK, but then I had to transfer.  What is normally a 5-minute wait stretched out into a half-hour.  Finally, a train pulled up.  I strode confidently on, not realizing that it was going in the direction I had just come from, not the direction I was headed in.  Fortunately, by the time I got turned around, the right train had come and the platform was empty; no one had seen me get on the wrong train.  I felt like I was a retarded kid whose mom had just taught her to ride the train.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>OK, here&#8217;s my story.  I live in STL, and last year there were two hurricanes right in a row that hit Texas, then, instead of burning themselves out over land, just headed right for us.  Of course, they weren&#8217;t hurricanes anymore, but it was just a wall of water for three days straight.  I live south of the city and go to school north of the city, so I was Metrolinking it.  I left school, and by the time I got to the train station (which is ON CAMPUS), my jeans were soaked to the knees, my sneakers were full of water, and stuff I had brought to school to scan, that was tucked away (&#8220;safely&#8221;) in my backpack was ruined.  My first train went OK, but then I had to transfer.  What is normally a 5-minute wait stretched out into a half-hour.  Finally, a train pulled up.  I strode confidently on, not realizing that it was going in the direction I had just come from, not the direction I was headed in.  Fortunately, by the time I got turned around, the right train had come and the platform was empty; no one had seen me get on the wrong train.  I felt like I was a retarded kid whose mom had just taught her to ride the train.</p>
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		<title>By: Bachelor Girl</title>
		<link>http://unapologeticallymundane.com/2009/10/29/playing-it-cool/comment-page-1/#comment-84496</link>
		<dc:creator>Bachelor Girl</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2009 03:30:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>ALL HAIL THE GIRL (me) WHO READS EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOUR EXAMINER ARTICLES.

Please feel free to worship me as a goddess.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>ALL HAIL THE GIRL (me) WHO READS EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOUR EXAMINER ARTICLES.</p>
<p>Please feel free to worship me as a goddess.</p>
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