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		<title>Central Standard Time</title>
		<description><![CDATA[During the summers after 4th and 5th grade, I spent most of my days at the Lemire house.  I would wake up around 8, eat a bowl of cereal, and then hop on my bike with a baseball mit in tow and ride (.2 miles according to Google Maps) over to hang out with my [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Gift Exchange</title>
		<description><![CDATA[So, near the end of high school (I think), and definitely during college, my friend Mike and I got into the habit of buying each other gifts for Christmas and our birthdays.  With our tight college student budgets, it was quite an accomplishment to do this consistently.  I don&#8217;t know if we had set a [...]]]></description>
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		<title>In the Plans</title>
		<description><![CDATA[My first job title in college was &#8220;Community Programmer&#8221;.  Basically, my sole duty was to create events, or &#8220;programs&#8221; for the freshmen in the dorms.  Since I was programming events for freshmen, people assumed that I was older.  They also called me &#8220;CP Ryan&#8221; as a nickname.  It was a fulfilling job that taught me [...]]]></description>
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		<title>My Life in Irvine (Through the Words of Pavement)</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;As you sleep with electric guitars / Range rovin&#8217; with the cinema stars&#8221; - Elevate Me Later (Ell Ess Two) Irvine is a planned community.  It is a city owned by the Irvine Company and takes great pride in being considered the &#8220;Safest City in America&#8221;.  It&#8217;s located in sunny Southern California and borders Newport [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Family Photo</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Last week my parents brought some framed pictures from their house.  Included in this group of pictures were a couple of family pictures (none taken after 1993) a couple of sports related info sheets and a picture of a fighter jet.  I can&#8217;t tell what model of fighter jet it is because I don&#8217;t remember [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Not a List, but a Template</title>
		<description><![CDATA[When I dated my first girlfriend, I dated her because she was cute, fun, and because she actually wanted to date me.  I&#8217;m not trying to say that she didn&#8217;t have any attractive or noble qualities, I&#8217;m admitting out how shallow and immature I was.  We didn&#8217;t date for long, we had fun, and then [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Friendship Bracelets</title>
		<description><![CDATA[When I was a kid, I went through a phase where I had friendship bracelets.  Sadly, I do not remember what friends I shared those bracelets with.  I&#8217;m pretty sure we got them at the local arcade (or the equivalent to a Chuck E. Cheese) and wore them until they got faded and never replaced [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Screenwriter&#8217;s Blues</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I was excited to leave college and felt that I was more than ready to head in to the great unknown.  I was sick of school, or at least my breath or &#8220;general education&#8221; classes, and was ready to test my mettle in the film industry.  I was shopping my screenplay to both investors and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Ryan at the Wedding</title>
		<description><![CDATA[In college, I started to get a lot of offers to film weddings.  I took the offers back then since I figured I could use the money, but I never thought about filming weddings as a full-time profession.  Even though the money was nice, it was a lot of work and there was a lot [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Misdirection</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Sandy and I got off on the wrong foot.  I can&#8217;t put my finger on why it happened like that, but our introduction was awkward and we were out of sync from the beginning.  I was really excited to meet her, and maybe that&#8217;s what ultimately lead to my disappointment.  My hopes were too high [...]]]></description>
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