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	<title>Ruby's Life</title>
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		<title>Something Hot and Dry as an Antidote to This Wet Cold Spring</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s spring again&#8230; if you define Spring as a 44° degree day with cold rain soaking litter into the neighborhood and you have to heat the apartment with the oven because you turned off your heater two weeks ago on a chance 69° degree day.
It used to be that in San Francisco I complained because [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://rubyslife.ruby-red.com/2008/04/28/something-hot-and-dry/</link>
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		<title>Moving iPod Advertisement</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s funny- there are advertisements pasted all over America; silhouettes of skinny people attatched  to iPods, captured in an instant of rawking out&#8230; it&#8217;s Apple&#8217;s depiction of someone really digging their product. Most people I see who have them walk through crowds, oblivous of what&#8217;s around them, or lose themselves in their music on [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://rubyslife.ruby-red.com/2006/06/23/moving-ipod-advertisement/</link>
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		<title>Curtains and Commitment</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It used to be that I did not consider myself settled into a place until there were curtains. If my apartment came pre-packaged with those cheap white mini-blinds I would immediately exorcise them and install my own curtains, most often hand-stitched and hung on a wooden dowel I had cut to size at the lumber [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://rubyslife.ruby-red.com/2006/06/20/curtains-and-comittment/</link>
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		<title>Living on the edge&#8230; or rather, the floor</title>
		<description><![CDATA[My furniture is gone. Well. It wasn&#8217;t mine. For six kind months, I lived on the furniture of a friend, who at the time was living elsewhere. But when he found his own place closer to the city, he reclaimed it. Thing is, it happened suddenly. As in, &#8220;Hey Ruby- wanna come with me to [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://rubyslife.ruby-red.com/2006/05/08/living-on-the-edge-or-rather-the-floor/</link>
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		<title>Letting Go: Finding God</title>
		<description><![CDATA[What happened this week-end was nothing short of a religious experience. I piled into a car with three good friends and headed to St. Louis for Cheap Thrills. I entered as one person and came out another. After three nights of dancing that drew into the early hours of the morning and two days of [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://rubyslife.ruby-red.com/2006/05/02/letting-go-finding-god/</link>
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		<title>Nine days in</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Sky&#8217;s red and it&#8217;s snowing again, all quiet and secret-like, like it thought I wouldn&#8217;t notice. It&#8217;s not blowing hard and the flakes have tried to make themselves as unnoticeable as possible. You can only tell they&#8217;re coming down in the orangish light of a back porch or the rare suburban street lamp.
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		<link>http://rubyslife.ruby-red.com/2006/03/24/nine-days-in/</link>
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		<title>My Novel Month</title>
		<description><![CDATA[So today was the first day of my offical novel writing month. I have a partner who is doing it with me and at 8:00am we got crackin&#8217; with the laptops and requisite cups of warm stuff to drink. After our first break we busted into bowls of muesli. I&#8217;m excited that I have a [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://rubyslife.ruby-red.com/2006/03/15/the-conservatory/</link>
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		<title>Houseguests, of a sort</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Two days ago there was a ladybug on my kitchen window. Now there are five. From where do they spring? Although if yesterday&#8217;s balmy temperature and soft winds are an indicator, then perhaps they are a true symbol of spring. I often wonder, if we analyzed our daily lives the way we analyze our dreams, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://rubyslife.ruby-red.com/2006/03/12/houseguests-of-a-sort/</link>
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		<title>Little Funerals</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Sometimes you do things that you just don&#8217;t mean to do. Sometimes some other part of your brain takes over and does what you don&#8217;t want it to.
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		<link>http://rubyslife.ruby-red.com/2006/03/12/little-funerals/</link>
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		<title>Novelus Interruptus</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Well, with a kernel of an idea, I hammered out 1740 words of my first chapter (see the previous entry for clarification).* Then my advisor on this matter beseeched me to abstain from my literary dalliances long enough
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		<link>http://rubyslife.ruby-red.com/2006/03/09/novelus-interruptus/</link>
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