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	<title>Comments on: Stuff I miss about college</title>
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		<title>By: Gerard Massey</title>
		<link>http://www.mallorycolliflower.com/blog/2008/12/stuff-i-miss-about-college/comment-page-1/#comment-960</link>
		<dc:creator>Gerard Massey</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Dec 2008 18:08:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I love Gainesville. 

Just go back to school lol. Student loans aren&#039;t THAT bad. :P</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love Gainesville. </p>
<p>Just go back to school lol. Student loans aren&#8217;t THAT bad. <img src='http://www.mallorycolliflower.com/blog/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_razz.gif' alt=':P' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Danny</title>
		<link>http://www.mallorycolliflower.com/blog/2008/12/stuff-i-miss-about-college/comment-page-1/#comment-959</link>
		<dc:creator>Danny</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Dec 2008 05:39:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I miss, from what I recall, that party at your apartment where we played flip-cup on your bedroom door and drank out of the keg in the bathtub.  Then at the end of the night, before I could leave, my friends told me to make sure that every cup on the table/door had been emptied and flipped.  Needless to say, there were no cups left un-flipped.</description>
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