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	<title>Scrumblebunny's Search for Sanity</title>
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	<description>Hoping to find Occam's razor in world of confusing interactions.</description>
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		<title>Deactivated.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I deactivated my facebook account. I was hoping it would permanenly delete. But it gives the option of restarting the profile. Great. I don&#8217;t know if that means I have to re-add the 200 friends or not. I guess so. Who cares. Forget I mentioned it.
What led me to that choice today? A &#8220;friend&#8221; that doesn&#8217;t [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=scrumblebunny.wordpress.com&blog=4520112&post=48&subd=scrumblebunny&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Spring is near</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Or at least so say the frogs. I hear them chirping for the first time since last year. The evening is coolish, low 70s. It&#8217;s windy and the sunset is picturesque. I&#8217;m compelled that every breath is a deep one to drink in the amazing smells stirred up by the impending storm. Surely there will [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=scrumblebunny.wordpress.com&blog=4520112&post=47&subd=scrumblebunny&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://scrumblebunny.wordpress.com/2009/02/11/spring-is-near/</link>
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		<title>On a cold day, with stress and cats, and hindsight&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I love my cats. I love their soft fur, their curious ears, the intelligence in their eyes. When I&#8217;ve had a bad day, they are there for me. When I sit in bed working on schoolwork, they are here. Sometimes trying to lie on the keyboard as I type. Other times curling up into three [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=scrumblebunny.wordpress.com&blog=4520112&post=46&subd=scrumblebunny&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://scrumblebunny.wordpress.com/2009/02/06/on-a-cold-day-with-stress-and-cats-and-hindsight/</link>
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		<title>An election that makes me go, &#8220;Hmmm&#8230;&#8221;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I think it is a great accomplishment that America has an incoming black president. I hope that black Americans will understand that the playing field is level and that if you work hard you can accomplish your dreams. I hope that it will help this country grow together instead of apart.
I do have to write about these [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=scrumblebunny.wordpress.com&blog=4520112&post=44&subd=scrumblebunny&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://scrumblebunny.wordpress.com/2008/11/05/an-election-that-makes-me-go-hmmm/</link>
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		<title>Ugh. Monday.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It is a pet peeve of mine when people use the word &#8220;speak&#8221; in this way:
&#8220;How does the article speak to the needs of our profession?&#8221; or &#8220;Can you speak to the relevance of that?&#8221;
Agh! It makes me shudder. It&#8217;s the type of phrasing that gives the impression that someone is trying to sound academically impressive, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=scrumblebunny.wordpress.com&blog=4520112&post=40&subd=scrumblebunny&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://scrumblebunny.wordpress.com/2008/10/20/ugh-monday/</link>
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		<title>The should haves and the might have beens&#8230;.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[There is no way I have time enough to write what I need to say.
The gist is that I was told of the rejections and the minimal chance at success. I was warned of the poor earning potential. The likelihood of always working additional jobs to make ends meet. I was given the lectures about [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=scrumblebunny.wordpress.com&blog=4520112&post=36&subd=scrumblebunny&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://scrumblebunny.wordpress.com/2008/10/14/ythe-should-haves-and-the-might-have-beens/</link>
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		<title>The weak, the tired, the me</title>
		<description><![CDATA[In class today I felt an anxiety attack brewing. I told it to go away. Nowadays that works for me. Usually. But my mind went fuzzy. My hands started going tingly. I had to think about what normal breathing was, while trying to make myself do it. Focus on the lecture. This can&#8217;t be happening. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=scrumblebunny.wordpress.com&blog=4520112&post=34&subd=scrumblebunny&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://scrumblebunny.wordpress.com/2008/09/08/the-weak-the-tired-the-me/</link>
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		<title>Ramblings in another city</title>
		<description><![CDATA[This is from the back of a notebook. I was jotting down thoughts while in another city, far from home.
&#8220;All the way back I remember&#8230;party in the 6th grade. Paige walking out to the pool. I sang Patsy Cline by the diving board. It was my isolation from the fun inside.  But I felt melancholic. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=scrumblebunny.wordpress.com&blog=4520112&post=31&subd=scrumblebunny&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://scrumblebunny.wordpress.com/2008/08/25/ramblings-in-another-city/</link>
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		<title>Defenseless</title>
		<description><![CDATA[In this program, in my clinicals, I am not supposed to defend myself. I am not supposed to defend my actions&#8230;unless asked. When a preceptor tells me I am doing something wrong and to do it &#8220;his&#8221; way, I am happy to do that. I also try to explain the reason I was performing the action [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=scrumblebunny.wordpress.com&blog=4520112&post=29&subd=scrumblebunny&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://scrumblebunny.wordpress.com/2008/08/22/defenseless/</link>
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		<title>My Chinese is better than I thought</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Or maybe I am autistic or have asperger&#8217;s syndrome. *violent sigh*
I am so tired of people misunderstanding me. What I write. What I say. It seems so clear when I expel it into the world, and then it gets all jumbled when others receive it. Makes me want to hole up and not say a [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=scrumblebunny.wordpress.com&blog=4520112&post=26&subd=scrumblebunny&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://scrumblebunny.wordpress.com/2008/08/20/my-chinese-is-better-than-i-thought/</link>
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