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	<title>Comments on: Leaving the food out of the equation&#8230;</title>
	<link>http://ftlog.meanderwithme.com/2006/07/leaving-the-food-out-of-the-equation/</link>
	<description>Deities.    Dogma.    Dating.    Diapers.</description>
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		<title>by: Not so much. at Oh, for the love of God&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://ftlog.meanderwithme.com/2006/07/leaving-the-food-out-of-the-equation/#comment-1763</link>
		<pubDate>Mon, 31 Jul 2006 05:00:10 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>[...] Remember the heady, innocent days of&amp;#8230;last week? I sent a short &amp;#8220;thanks&amp;#8221; note on Saturday morning. Since then I&amp;#8217;ve heard exactly nothing. Why is it that men are so fucking scared to just say, &amp;#8220;you don&amp;#8217;t do it for me?&amp;#8221; What would motivate a guy (yes, a guy) to compliment a girl up one side and down the other, then suggest plans for the following weekend if he had no intention to follow through? What.Ever. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[&#8230;] Remember the heady, innocent days of&#8230;last week? I sent a short &#8220;thanks&#8221; note on Saturday morning. Since then I&#8217;ve heard exactly nothing. Why is it that men are so fucking scared to just say, &#8220;you don&#8217;t do it for me?&#8221; What would motivate a guy (yes, a guy) to compliment a girl up one side and down the other, then suggest plans for the following weekend if he had no intention to follow through? What.Ever. [&#8230;]
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		<title>by: Laura</title>
		<link>http://ftlog.meanderwithme.com/2006/07/leaving-the-food-out-of-the-equation/#comment-1656</link>
		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Jul 2006 00:40:55 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>I thought I'd invented the differentiation between &quot;men&quot; and &quot;guys&quot;, but I've since discovered I wasn't the first. Oh, well.

Men talk about their feelings; guys go squirmy when feelings come into the conversation. Men will go to the store and buy your tampons; guys go squirmy when the commercials come on television. Men will change a diaper; guys go squirmy at the mention of the possibility.

Guys are a squeamish lot, all in all, which they compensate for by loud and boisterous interest in sports, and a lot of punching of other guys at said sporting events.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I thought I&#8217;d invented the differentiation between &#8220;men&#8221; and &#8220;guys&#8221;, but I&#8217;ve since discovered I wasn&#8217;t the first. Oh, well.</p>
<p>Men talk about their feelings; guys go squirmy when feelings come into the conversation. Men will go to the store and buy your tampons; guys go squirmy when the commercials come on television. Men will change a diaper; guys go squirmy at the mention of the possibility.</p>
<p>Guys are a squeamish lot, all in all, which they compensate for by loud and boisterous interest in sports, and a lot of punching of other guys at said sporting events.
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