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		<title>By: elana</title>
		<link>http://thisfish.com/funny-when-im-not/#comment-37034</link>
		<dc:creator>elana</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Jun 2010 04:31:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;Oh my love. I miss you daily. In that old fashion way that you miss people who were at sea and walk crags daily seeking masts in the fog. Sick, right? But I do. &lt;/p&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh my love. I miss you daily. In that old fashion way that you miss people who were at sea and walk crags daily seeking masts in the fog. Sick, right? But I do. </p>
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		<title>By: Dana</title>
		<link>http://thisfish.com/funny-when-im-not/#comment-37033</link>
		<dc:creator>Dana</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 18 Jun 2010 14:58:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;I hear ya!  I&#039;m missing my home and my family (and summertime) and people who &quot;get&quot; me right now, too.  Home is in California, I&#039;m in Australia trying to make it work with my Aussie fiance (who I very much hope will be ready to move to CA sometime soon).  I do have a great group of friends here, but have had zero luck in a year&#039;s time finding a job.  I just went for one last week that I knew I was perfect for (international student services officer at my old university here where I was an international student and thus, really really get what they are going through when they first get here) and got that funny feeling in my stomach that as soon as I left the interview I was going to be talked about, and not in a nice or professional way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your line about missing your siblings when things aren&#039;t going quite right was pretty much an arrow to my heart and exactly what I am feeling like right now.  Even though it wasn&#039;t a pleasant thing for you to write about, thanks for sharing.  I&#039;m comforted to know that you feel the same way I do in those types of situations.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I hear ya!  I&#8217;m missing my home and my family (and summertime) and people who &#8220;get&#8221; me right now, too.  Home is in California, I&#8217;m in Australia trying to make it work with my Aussie fiance (who I very much hope will be ready to move to CA sometime soon).  I do have a great group of friends here, but have had zero luck in a year&#8217;s time finding a job.  I just went for one last week that I knew I was perfect for (international student services officer at my old university here where I was an international student and thus, really really get what they are going through when they first get here) and got that funny feeling in my stomach that as soon as I left the interview I was going to be talked about, and not in a nice or professional way.</p>
<p>Your line about missing your siblings when things aren&#8217;t going quite right was pretty much an arrow to my heart and exactly what I am feeling like right now.  Even though it wasn&#8217;t a pleasant thing for you to write about, thanks for sharing.  I&#8217;m comforted to know that you feel the same way I do in those types of situations.</p>
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		<title>By: jen</title>
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		<dc:creator>jen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Jun 2010 00:39:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;I totally relate - but I also think you do find those kind of people again, it&#039;s just a little harder because you don&#039;t have as much time to devote to developing the relationships. the younger you are, the less is going on in your life and the more time you have to just be with people. And the more time they have to just be with you. Which is (I think) how you develop those very strong, long-standing times. When you have to start devoting more time to your work, and your romantic relationships and everything else, you don&#039;t have as much time to just be with people because there are so many other things that demand your time. And the same thing is going on with the other people you meet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I&#039;m just speaking for myself, but I&#039;ve found that you can build new relationships with that same strength and depth, but you can&#039;t expect them to be exactly the same. They become wonderful, but in a different way because you find them at a different point in your life when you&#039;re a different person. And it&#039;s a little harder because it takes more effort to find the time to do it. For both you and them. I never thought I&#039;d find friends like my college friends again. I didn&#039;t - but the friends I met when I first moved to San Diego are amazing in their own way. It just took about 8 years to get to that point. And then we moved again. And now I&#039;ve got two groups of fantastic friends in two different places and am having to build new ones here. Which is happening. But slowly. Rob likes to say we&#039;ve got friends who might as well be family all over - it&#039;s just that right now, we&#039;re more like cousins. But in the last year or two we&#039;ve gone from 2nd cousins twice removed to 1st cousins! =^) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Time - it not only heals all wounds, but can lead to deep and lasting friendships too!&lt;/p&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I totally relate &#8211; but I also think you do find those kind of people again, it&#8217;s just a little harder because you don&#8217;t have as much time to devote to developing the relationships. the younger you are, the less is going on in your life and the more time you have to just be with people. And the more time they have to just be with you. Which is (I think) how you develop those very strong, long-standing times. When you have to start devoting more time to your work, and your romantic relationships and everything else, you don&#8217;t have as much time to just be with people because there are so many other things that demand your time. And the same thing is going on with the other people you meet.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m just speaking for myself, but I&#8217;ve found that you can build new relationships with that same strength and depth, but you can&#8217;t expect them to be exactly the same. They become wonderful, but in a different way because you find them at a different point in your life when you&#8217;re a different person. And it&#8217;s a little harder because it takes more effort to find the time to do it. For both you and them. I never thought I&#8217;d find friends like my college friends again. I didn&#8217;t &#8211; but the friends I met when I first moved to San Diego are amazing in their own way. It just took about 8 years to get to that point. And then we moved again. And now I&#8217;ve got two groups of fantastic friends in two different places and am having to build new ones here. Which is happening. But slowly. Rob likes to say we&#8217;ve got friends who might as well be family all over &#8211; it&#8217;s just that right now, we&#8217;re more like cousins. But in the last year or two we&#8217;ve gone from 2nd cousins twice removed to 1st cousins! =^) </p>
<p>Time &#8211; it not only heals all wounds, but can lead to deep and lasting friendships too!</p>
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		<title>By: CaliGal</title>
		<link>http://thisfish.com/funny-when-im-not/#comment-37031</link>
		<dc:creator>CaliGal</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Jun 2010 00:41:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;Wow.  These words have hit home.  I know what you mean and I completely understand what you&#039;re feeling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There&#039;s a period of time in my life that I wouldn&#039;t change for anything.  It was the best and happiest time of my life, so far.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, it sure was special. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks for reminding me.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow.  These words have hit home.  I know what you mean and I completely understand what you&#8217;re feeling.</p>
<p>There&#8217;s a period of time in my life that I wouldn&#8217;t change for anything.  It was the best and happiest time of my life, so far.</p>
<p>Yes, it sure was special. <img src='http://thisfish.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>Thanks for reminding me.</p>
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		<title>By: Bets</title>
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		<dc:creator>Bets</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Jun 2010 20:41:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;Girl, you hit the nail on the head for how everyone feels sometimes. And, if we are lucky, we can call those memories up to help us and pick up the phone, knowing the voice on the other end loves us and misses us to the moon and back, because our friends really are our lives.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Girl, you hit the nail on the head for how everyone feels sometimes. And, if we are lucky, we can call those memories up to help us and pick up the phone, knowing the voice on the other end loves us and misses us to the moon and back, because our friends really are our lives.</p>
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