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		<title>The Ghost of Christmas (Hall Decorating) Past</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Dec 2008 04:42:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Per usual, my semester ended with me collapsed on the couch, soul-sucking seminar papers turned in, exam blue books thoroughly scribbled upon, piles of books and essays covering the dining room table, and very, very little done in preparation for Christmas. I was absurdly proud of myself for decorating our tree 6 days before Christmas [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Fun We Forget</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Sep 2008 05:55:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I married off two siblings this summer, resulting in more people that I love becoming permanent fixtures in my life. While each of their weddings were lovely, I was most excited &#8212; not about the flowers, fanciness, or even the family gathering &#8212; but about everything that would happen after those six hours of vows, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>I&#8217;m Here, Feeling Awkward</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 19 Aug 2008 22:20:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[As April and Bets have already chronicled, we indeed all got our new piercings. Because I&#8217;m a nerd and a weanie, I just got another hole in my ear&#8230; &#8230;and consequently my tale of The Moment of Piercing itself is rather unremarkable. What no one else has commented on, however, is the general atmosphere of [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Intermarriage</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Jul 2008 12:38:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Back in our CovCol days, Noel and I lived on halls in the same dorm that had (helpfully, for our purposes) proclaimed themselves to be &#8220;brother and sister halls.&#8221; This was a nice idea. Under the guise of spirituality-glazed affection, it gave some members of each hall their most regular and sustained contact with folks [...]]]></description>
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		<title>An All-Over Hue</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 21 Feb 2008 21:32:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Dr. Paul Morton ranks among my favorite professors at Covenant. Besides being a tremendous history teacher, speaking in eminently quotable phrases, and dealing with college politics exclusively through the lens of sarcasm, Dr. Morton also had a remarkably specific code of dress. On the days when he wasn&#8217;t wearing a sweater vest, he would stride [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Chex Mix and a Paean to Dr. Wildeman</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 23 May 2007 14:21:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The cumulative products of my first year of grad school can reasonably be compared to a bag of Chex Mix (the sweet &#8216;n&#8217; salty caramel variety, to be precise). There are shorter, sweeter papers on an early twentieth century French poet and Baroque paintings of women painting. My paper on nineteenth century Native Hawaiian resistance [...]]]></description>
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