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		<title>By: MR. Unknown</title>
		<link>http://blogs.ajc.com/misadventures-in-atlanta/2009/09/04/first-cut-is-the-deepest/comment-page-7/#comment-57098</link>
		<dc:creator>MR. Unknown</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Sep 2009 13:24:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: hayley</title>
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		<dc:creator>hayley</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Sep 2009 12:45:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Stephanie</title>
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		<dc:creator>Stephanie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 06 Sep 2009 22:52:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Congrats to you, John. Sometimes things were just meant to be in life. Never settle for something because it is &quot;comfortable&quot; because you will just spend the rest of your life wondering what if and you will never truly be happy and true to yourself.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Congrats to you, John. Sometimes things were just meant to be in life. Never settle for something because it is &#8220;comfortable&#8221; because you will just spend the rest of your life wondering what if and you will never truly be happy and true to yourself.</p>
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		<title>By: John Thompson</title>
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		<dc:creator>John Thompson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Sep 2009 22:26:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My first love, literally and figuratively, was in 1976. We were both 16. Too much testosterone, and we broke up. But I never forgot about that girl. Never stopped thinking about her.

20 months ago, while visiting my hometown, some 400 miles away, I saw her in the small mall where I grew up. She looked wonderful. Like me, married for 25+ years, but never really happy. We both longed for more, but were too scared to say anything.

Fast forward to February of this year. She joins Facebook, and well, that opened the doors. Although she is still miles away, we&#039;ve found a way to meet up again, and realized that this was as real as it ever was. 

I am not embarrassed, nor ashamed. I&#039;ve reconnected with someone that is the love of my life, as I am to her. We are literally obsessed with each other, and we are quickly resolving our souring marriages. Mine amicably, her&#039;s less so. 

The lesson I learned, is that life it too short to live with &quot;comfortable&quot;. Its time to live life to its fullest with partners that want to live our lives, kicking and fighting our way to find happiness. Its time to start living. 

I&#039;ve been faithful for 30 years. Its time I started being faithful to myself and to allow those that refuse to be happy, to live their lives as they see fit. 

Judge me as you see fit, but I&#039;m more happy now than I&#039;ve been in many, many years. Life just got 1000% better.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My first love, literally and figuratively, was in 1976. We were both 16. Too much testosterone, and we broke up. But I never forgot about that girl. Never stopped thinking about her.</p>
<p>20 months ago, while visiting my hometown, some 400 miles away, I saw her in the small mall where I grew up. She looked wonderful. Like me, married for 25+ years, but never really happy. We both longed for more, but were too scared to say anything.</p>
<p>Fast forward to February of this year. She joins Facebook, and well, that opened the doors. Although she is still miles away, we&#8217;ve found a way to meet up again, and realized that this was as real as it ever was. </p>
<p>I am not embarrassed, nor ashamed. I&#8217;ve reconnected with someone that is the love of my life, as I am to her. We are literally obsessed with each other, and we are quickly resolving our souring marriages. Mine amicably, her&#8217;s less so. </p>
<p>The lesson I learned, is that life it too short to live with &#8220;comfortable&#8221;. Its time to live life to its fullest with partners that want to live our lives, kicking and fighting our way to find happiness. Its time to start living. </p>
<p>I&#8217;ve been faithful for 30 years. Its time I started being faithful to myself and to allow those that refuse to be happy, to live their lives as they see fit. </p>
<p>Judge me as you see fit, but I&#8217;m more happy now than I&#8217;ve been in many, many years. Life just got 1000% better.</p>
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		<title>By: Stephanie</title>
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		<dc:creator>Stephanie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Sep 2009 20:50:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I think the Doobie Brothers said it best with their song &quot;What a Fool Believes&quot;. It&#039;s never really as you remember it. I remember my first real love (or so I thought) but I know I was never to him, what he meant to me. Oh well, such is life...

He came from somewhere back in her long ago
The sentimental fool don&#039;t see
Tryin hard to recreate
What had yet to be created...once in her life

She musters a smile
For his nostalgic tale
Never coming near what he wanted to say
Only to realize
It never really was

She had a place in his life
He never made her think twice
As he rises to her apology
Anybody else would surely know
He&#039;s watching her go

But what a fool believes he sees
No wise man has the power to reason away
What seems to be
Is always better than nothing
And nothing at all keeps sending him...

Somewhere back in her long ago
Where he can still believe theres a place in her life
Someday, somewhere, she will return

She had a place in his life
He never made her think twice
As he rises to her apology
Anybody else would surely know
Hes watching her go

But what a fool believes he sees
No wise man has the power to reason away
What seems to be
Is always better than nothing
There&#039;s nothing at all
But what a fool believes he sees...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I think the Doobie Brothers said it best with their song &#8220;What a Fool Believes&#8221;. It&#8217;s never really as you remember it. I remember my first real love (or so I thought) but I know I was never to him, what he meant to me. Oh well, such is life&#8230;</p>
<p>He came from somewhere back in her long ago<br />
The sentimental fool don&#8217;t see<br />
Tryin hard to recreate<br />
What had yet to be created&#8230;once in her life</p>
<p>She musters a smile<br />
For his nostalgic tale<br />
Never coming near what he wanted to say<br />
Only to realize<br />
It never really was</p>
<p>She had a place in his life<br />
He never made her think twice<br />
As he rises to her apology<br />
Anybody else would surely know<br />
He&#8217;s watching her go</p>
<p>But what a fool believes he sees<br />
No wise man has the power to reason away<br />
What seems to be<br />
Is always better than nothing<br />
And nothing at all keeps sending him&#8230;</p>
<p>Somewhere back in her long ago<br />
Where he can still believe theres a place in her life<br />
Someday, somewhere, she will return</p>
<p>She had a place in his life<br />
He never made her think twice<br />
As he rises to her apology<br />
Anybody else would surely know<br />
Hes watching her go</p>
<p>But what a fool believes he sees<br />
No wise man has the power to reason away<br />
What seems to be<br />
Is always better than nothing<br />
There&#8217;s nothing at all<br />
But what a fool believes he sees&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Dream_n</title>
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		<dc:creator>Dream_n</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Sep 2009 21:14:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Came back to get that recipe ... 

That gal on here talking about cooking for a man, she needs to be cooking for that baby. Forget that man. He’ll live.

You may want to go back and read the posts... Never once said I neglected cooking for my chica... She eats believe me. (it may be mac and cheese, it may be burgers, or it may be something else less complicated, but she eats) lol KRAZIES!!!.......</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Came back to get that recipe &#8230; </p>
<p>That gal on here talking about cooking for a man, she needs to be cooking for that baby. Forget that man. He’ll live.</p>
<p>You may want to go back and read the posts&#8230; Never once said I neglected cooking for my chica&#8230; She eats believe me. (it may be mac and cheese, it may be burgers, or it may be something else less complicated, but she eats) lol KRAZIES!!!&#8230;&#8230;.</p>
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		<title>By: Lioness aka G.A.'S Own Chunk Bunk</title>
		<link>http://blogs.ajc.com/misadventures-in-atlanta/2009/09/04/first-cut-is-the-deepest/comment-page-7/#comment-57092</link>
		<dc:creator>Lioness aka G.A.'S Own Chunk Bunk</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Sep 2009 21:01:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Raqi- Yousa a DAMN fool  :lol:  :lol:  :lol:  :lol:</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Raqi- Yousa a DAMN fool  <img src='http://blogs.ajc.com/misadventures-in-atlanta/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_lol.gif' alt=':lol:' class='wp-smiley' />   <img src='http://blogs.ajc.com/misadventures-in-atlanta/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_lol.gif' alt=':lol:' class='wp-smiley' />   <img src='http://blogs.ajc.com/misadventures-in-atlanta/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_lol.gif' alt=':lol:' class='wp-smiley' />   <img src='http://blogs.ajc.com/misadventures-in-atlanta/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_lol.gif' alt=':lol:' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Tazzee - RIP iPhone</title>
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		<dc:creator>Tazzee - RIP iPhone</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Sep 2009 20:56:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Have a great weekend all!!!</description>
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		<title>By: Leggs</title>
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		<dc:creator>Leggs</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Sep 2009 20:50:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You said a mouth full!</description>
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		<title>By: mytw♥cents...Supa dupa fly</title>
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		<dc:creator>mytw♥cents...Supa dupa fly</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Sep 2009 20:49:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>LEGGS Do I? Maybe cuz it was a run on, but I&#039;m not!  It was a juicy drink, not strong like if I was really sippin. (ie Bombay &amp; Tonic)  And it was in my lil hot pink plastic, cup so ya know it was all pretty innocent. :oops:</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>LEGGS Do I? Maybe cuz it was a run on, but I&#8217;m not!  It was a juicy drink, not strong like if I was really sippin. (ie Bombay &amp; Tonic)  And it was in my lil hot pink plastic, cup so ya know it was all pretty innocent. <img src='http://blogs.ajc.com/misadventures-in-atlanta/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_redface.gif' alt=':oops:' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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