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	<title>Comments on: Valentines Day&#8230;</title>
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		<title>By: Kae Verens</title>
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		<dc:creator>Kae Verens</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Feb 2006 06:32:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I woke up this morning (at 6 bloody a.m., as usual) to find that my wife was already awake. Hadn&#039;t a clue why...

Anyway - wandered into the main room of the house, sat down, and fixed her computer (installed an NVidia GeForce 5500 yesterday, but fell asleep before I finished configuring X).

As I was sitting there, she came up and placed some weirdly shaped blobs of toast in front of me, and a cup of tea.

Weird...

Then I noticed a little red bag that smelled of rose petals, and a large card with a cool little poem in it (roses are #ff0000, violets are #0000ff, all my base are belong to you).

...oh.

Yet again, valentines day has snuck up on me and slapped me over the head with a kipper.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I woke up this morning (at 6 bloody a.m., as usual) to find that my wife was already awake. Hadn&#8217;t a clue why&#8230;</p>
<p>Anyway &#8211; wandered into the main room of the house, sat down, and fixed her computer (installed an NVidia GeForce 5500 yesterday, but fell asleep before I finished configuring X).</p>
<p>As I was sitting there, she came up and placed some weirdly shaped blobs of toast in front of me, and a cup of tea.</p>
<p>Weird&#8230;</p>
<p>Then I noticed a little red bag that smelled of rose petals, and a large card with a cool little poem in it (roses are #ff0000, violets are #0000ff, all my base are belong to you).</p>
<p>&#8230;oh.</p>
<p>Yet again, valentines day has snuck up on me and slapped me over the head with a kipper.</p>
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