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		<title>By: the simpsons naked</title>
		<link>http://www.sundrymourning.com/2007/05/24/lampooned/comment-page-1/#comment-631807</link>
		<dc:creator>the simpsons naked</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Apr 2010 14:26:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;strong&gt;the simpsons naked...&lt;/strong&gt;

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<p><strong>the simpsons naked&#8230;</strong></p>
<p>The wildest stuff that has ever taken place in porn studio! Wanna get the taste of real sex madness?&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Sarah</title>
		<link>http://www.sundrymourning.com/2007/05/24/lampooned/comment-page-1/#comment-31351</link>
		<dc:creator>Sarah</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 29 May 2007 19:35:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Fellow Chesty, in da house..

Not that ALL of your post wasn&#039;t on the money (it couldn&#039;t have been more true had it been bound in a gold-leaf edged Bible), but I was excited to hear that Turbo Jam worked for someone.  I&#039;m totally buying that.. because YOU said so.

Feel the power you weld.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Fellow Chesty, in da house..</p>
<p>Not that ALL of your post wasn&#8217;t on the money (it couldn&#8217;t have been more true had it been bound in a gold-leaf edged Bible), but I was excited to hear that Turbo Jam worked for someone.  I&#8217;m totally buying that.. because YOU said so.</p>
<p>Feel the power you weld.</p>
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		<title>By: Jessica</title>
		<link>http://www.sundrymourning.com/2007/05/24/lampooned/comment-page-1/#comment-30702</link>
		<dc:creator>Jessica</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 26 May 2007 14:32:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Your post has embarrassed me twice, for not only do I harbor a secret love of &lt;i&gt;Cathy&lt;/i&gt; (it was better in the 80s, when I was 10), but also, I non-ironically own the DVD of &lt;i&gt;Showgirls&lt;/i&gt;. When Nomi vomits in the parking lot, it is pure pathos.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Your post has embarrassed me twice, for not only do I harbor a secret love of <i>Cathy</i> (it was better in the 80s, when I was 10), but also, I non-ironically own the DVD of <i>Showgirls</i>. When Nomi vomits in the parking lot, it is pure pathos.</p>
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		<title>By: AndreAnna</title>
		<link>http://www.sundrymourning.com/2007/05/24/lampooned/comment-page-1/#comment-30487</link>
		<dc:creator>AndreAnna</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 May 2007 17:27:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>An older woman in my creative nonfiction literature class in college wrote a piece about being raped as a teenager and how she never told anyone. And about what that did to her life. It was candid, painful, explicit, and beautiful. And when people would ask her why she didn&#039;t write about it until that moment, why she never &quot;came clean,&quot; she said it wasn&#039;t until her mother died that she felt she could write the words down. She was always afraid of what her mother would say of her writing - if the criticism she would receive is anyone ever &quot;found her out.&quot; She was an ordained minister, as was her mother.

I felt bad for her then, for keeping all those emotions bottled for so many years, but totally understood where she was coming from.

As open as we all are in our blogs, behind the saftey of the internet, in the comfort of supportive friends, we still chose what we say and how we say it. Maybe even more so with a blog, because we have that wonderful backspace key. And some people are afraid of facing themselves honestly and truly because they worry who will read it and who will judge them. And how hurtful it is to be judged when you put your true self out there.

Thank you for not being afraid.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>An older woman in my creative nonfiction literature class in college wrote a piece about being raped as a teenager and how she never told anyone. And about what that did to her life. It was candid, painful, explicit, and beautiful. And when people would ask her why she didn&#8217;t write about it until that moment, why she never &#8220;came clean,&#8221; she said it wasn&#8217;t until her mother died that she felt she could write the words down. She was always afraid of what her mother would say of her writing &#8211; if the criticism she would receive is anyone ever &#8220;found her out.&#8221; She was an ordained minister, as was her mother.</p>
<p>I felt bad for her then, for keeping all those emotions bottled for so many years, but totally understood where she was coming from.</p>
<p>As open as we all are in our blogs, behind the saftey of the internet, in the comfort of supportive friends, we still chose what we say and how we say it. Maybe even more so with a blog, because we have that wonderful backspace key. And some people are afraid of facing themselves honestly and truly because they worry who will read it and who will judge them. And how hurtful it is to be judged when you put your true self out there.</p>
<p>Thank you for not being afraid.</p>
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		<title>By: fellowmom</title>
		<link>http://www.sundrymourning.com/2007/05/24/lampooned/comment-page-1/#comment-30467</link>
		<dc:creator>fellowmom</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 May 2007 16:34:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What&#039;s great about your blog is that you deal with your stuff, AND a lot of people find it interesting/humorous/worth reading.  That&#039;s not easy.  I&#039;ve been reading your blog since back when you were living in the apartment in Seattle.  Your entry about trying on bras was one of the first ones I told my friends about.  (Coming full circle, with yesterday&#039;s entry.)  Sometimes I wonder if you hold back more now that you have a lot more readers.  It doesn&#039;t matter, because that&#039;s your bidness, and I still like reading your blog.  It was never about voyeurism.  I have just wondered generally about the tradeoff between increased readership and a blog&#039;s function as a place to process your gunk.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What&#8217;s great about your blog is that you deal with your stuff, AND a lot of people find it interesting/humorous/worth reading.  That&#8217;s not easy.  I&#8217;ve been reading your blog since back when you were living in the apartment in Seattle.  Your entry about trying on bras was one of the first ones I told my friends about.  (Coming full circle, with yesterday&#8217;s entry.)  Sometimes I wonder if you hold back more now that you have a lot more readers.  It doesn&#8217;t matter, because that&#8217;s your bidness, and I still like reading your blog.  It was never about voyeurism.  I have just wondered generally about the tradeoff between increased readership and a blog&#8217;s function as a place to process your gunk.</p>
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		<title>By: Brooke</title>
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		<dc:creator>Brooke</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 May 2007 16:19:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I have a blog about our journey to parenthood. It&#039;s really not that interesting, so the only hard evidence  I have that anyone at all is reading it is the hit counter and one vent from a reader. One.

I keep a pretty pithy journal for me, but I don&#039;t blog it because I vent A LOT just to get stuff out, and it&#039;s nothing that would benefit my relationships. That said, my baby blog is currently secret because I say some not-very-nice things about my step kids (because, really, I don&#039;t understand their behavior) and it would probably break up my marriage if my husband read it.

Anyway, I love your blog, I love your writing style and wish I could be chatty like you about stuff. Sigh.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have a blog about our journey to parenthood. It&#8217;s really not that interesting, so the only hard evidence  I have that anyone at all is reading it is the hit counter and one vent from a reader. One.</p>
<p>I keep a pretty pithy journal for me, but I don&#8217;t blog it because I vent A LOT just to get stuff out, and it&#8217;s nothing that would benefit my relationships. That said, my baby blog is currently secret because I say some not-very-nice things about my step kids (because, really, I don&#8217;t understand their behavior) and it would probably break up my marriage if my husband read it.</p>
<p>Anyway, I love your blog, I love your writing style and wish I could be chatty like you about stuff. Sigh.</p>
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		<title>By: Swistle</title>
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		<dc:creator>Swistle</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 May 2007 12:41:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This whole post is funny because it&#039;s true.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This whole post is funny because it&#8217;s true.</p>
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		<title>By: Erin</title>
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		<dc:creator>Erin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 May 2007 12:08:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Amen about the blogging. At the risk of sounding overdramatic, I think blogging and reading other parent-type blogs saves my sanity on a daily basis. It&#039;s also brought me in contact with a community of sorts, other parents just trying to do their best and not really having a clue. So THANKS! For the too-much-information, and boob talk, and honesty.

Also, I&#039;m still doubting the whole Turbo Jam thing. I can&#039;t bring myself to even TRY working out in front of the TV, even though I can certainly see the convenience of it at times. Maybe I can get a Turbo Jam dvd on Netflix?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Amen about the blogging. At the risk of sounding overdramatic, I think blogging and reading other parent-type blogs saves my sanity on a daily basis. It&#8217;s also brought me in contact with a community of sorts, other parents just trying to do their best and not really having a clue. So THANKS! For the too-much-information, and boob talk, and honesty.</p>
<p>Also, I&#8217;m still doubting the whole Turbo Jam thing. I can&#8217;t bring myself to even TRY working out in front of the TV, even though I can certainly see the convenience of it at times. Maybe I can get a Turbo Jam dvd on Netflix?</p>
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		<title>By: april</title>
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		<dc:creator>april</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 May 2007 04:08:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>sigh. I want to be like you. I just can&#039;t get my own blog going for some reason. I think I&#039;m too freaked out about real world people finding it. But at the same time, I kind of want them to find it. Oh, the frustration of it all!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>sigh. I want to be like you. I just can&#8217;t get my own blog going for some reason. I think I&#8217;m too freaked out about real world people finding it. But at the same time, I kind of want them to find it. Oh, the frustration of it all!</p>
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		<title>By: Sunny</title>
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		<dc:creator>Sunny</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 May 2007 02:53:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ditto Tessa on the workouts.

I love your posts.  You&#039;ve made me think, guffaw and stop using the treadmill for a clothes rack.  Two pounds lighter and many more to go, but thanks!  And as for boobs, I lumber around with 34Ds and feel a bit too much like a Nat&#039;l Geographic photo when standing in front of the mirror.  Yowza.  Hmmm. Group discount for boob-jobs?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ditto Tessa on the workouts.</p>
<p>I love your posts.  You&#8217;ve made me think, guffaw and stop using the treadmill for a clothes rack.  Two pounds lighter and many more to go, but thanks!  And as for boobs, I lumber around with 34Ds and feel a bit too much like a Nat&#8217;l Geographic photo when standing in front of the mirror.  Yowza.  Hmmm. Group discount for boob-jobs?</p>
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