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		<title>By: Penguins, Crushes and Paris &#171; truth bombs</title>
		<link>http://ohhowlovely.net/2008/02/13/whats-that-you-say-free-stuff/#comment-10898</link>
		<dc:creator>Penguins, Crushes and Paris &#171; truth bombs</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 28 Mar 2008 15:39:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] the things I&#8217;ve done in the name of &#8220;love.&#8221; I mentioned one thing on Jamie&#8217;s blog for the contest, when I went on a ski trip because a guy was going, when I a) didn&#8217;t know how [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] the things I&#8217;ve done in the name of &#8220;love.&#8221; I mentioned one thing on Jamie&#8217;s blog for the contest, when I went on a ski trip because a guy was going, when I a) didn&#8217;t know how [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Penguins, Crushes and Travel Advice &#171; truth bombs</title>
		<link>http://ohhowlovely.net/2008/02/13/whats-that-you-say-free-stuff/#comment-10879</link>
		<dc:creator>Penguins, Crushes and Travel Advice &#171; truth bombs</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 28 Mar 2008 13:29:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] the things I&#8217;ve done in the name of &#8220;love.&#8221; I mentioned one thing on Jamie&#8217;s blog for the contest, when I went on a ski trip because a guy was going, when I a) didn&#8217;t know how [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] the things I&#8217;ve done in the name of &#8220;love.&#8221; I mentioned one thing on Jamie&#8217;s blog for the contest, when I went on a ski trip because a guy was going, when I a) didn&#8217;t know how [...]</p>
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		<title>By: The Girl from the Ghetto</title>
		<link>http://ohhowlovely.net/2008/02/13/whats-that-you-say-free-stuff/#comment-4631</link>
		<dc:creator>The Girl from the Ghetto</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 17 Feb 2008 16:13:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh, I just stubled on your blog and ENJOYED this post very much.  Yes, I've seen my days as a stalker, but I am too ashamed to write about it here.  I give props to everyone who shared their stupid moments!!!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh, I just stubled on your blog and ENJOYED this post very much.  Yes, I&#8217;ve seen my days as a stalker, but I am too ashamed to write about it here.  I give props to everyone who shared their stupid moments!!!</p>
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		<title>By: Token Brunette</title>
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		<dc:creator>Token Brunette</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 15 Feb 2008 12:26:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>In a nutshell:

I used to have a career, a house, and a social life in the Chicago area and then I took out an ad for a house mate. That's how I met my boyfriend, Chris. Love at first sight (I swear to it.) Two months later, the military tranferred him to Oklahoma for pilot training. When he asked me to go, I was hesitant, but I did. I dropped everything and packed whatever I could fit into my SUV and drove my butt 13.5 hours to Oklahoma. 

We've been together (and living together!!) for 16 months now. And yes, (ugh!) we're still stuck here in OK (for another four months.)

Apparently, there's not much of anything I wouldn't do for love... or a Starbuck's card (because, sorry Lovely, but I lurve me some coffee!)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In a nutshell:</p>
<p>I used to have a career, a house, and a social life in the Chicago area and then I took out an ad for a house mate. That&#8217;s how I met my boyfriend, Chris. Love at first sight (I swear to it.) Two months later, the military tranferred him to Oklahoma for pilot training. When he asked me to go, I was hesitant, but I did. I dropped everything and packed whatever I could fit into my SUV and drove my butt 13.5 hours to Oklahoma. </p>
<p>We&#8217;ve been together (and living together!!) for 16 months now. And yes, (ugh!) we&#8217;re still stuck here in OK (for another four months.)</p>
<p>Apparently, there&#8217;s not much of anything I wouldn&#8217;t do for love&#8230; or a Starbuck&#8217;s card (because, sorry Lovely, but I lurve me some coffee!)</p>
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		<title>By: The Alleged Ringleader</title>
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		<dc:creator>The Alleged Ringleader</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2008 21:52:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh! I feel the same way about Roberto Cavalli - LOVE HIM! I was actually lucky enough to score a dress and a trenchcoat from the line he created for H &#38; M. I love both things so much I sometimes just put the dress on and strike poses around my apt!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh! I feel the same way about Roberto Cavalli - LOVE HIM! I was actually lucky enough to score a dress and a trenchcoat from the line he created for H &amp; M. I love both things so much I sometimes just put the dress on and strike poses around my apt!</p>
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		<title>By: alexa</title>
		<link>http://ohhowlovely.net/2008/02/13/whats-that-you-say-free-stuff/#comment-4130</link>
		<dc:creator>alexa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2008 20:07:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>i let the person go</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i let the person go</p>
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		<title>By: Virginia</title>
		<link>http://ohhowlovely.net/2008/02/13/whats-that-you-say-free-stuff/#comment-4111</link>
		<dc:creator>Virginia</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2008 17:39:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I got pulled over for stalking. Okay, this was in the name of friendship-love instead of boyfriend-love, but it's a fantastic story nevertheless and you didn't specify what sort of love it had to be. So four days after I turned 16 and got my driver's license, this girl Jenny had a birthday party. My BFF Kim hadn't been invited to the party, so our small group decided that we would rebel and NONE of us would go to the party. Instead, like we did every weekend in high school, we just drove around town listening to Nelly and Ludacris and feeling extremely cool (ummm right). Then we decided to drive past Jenny's house, because maybe we could see in the windows and find out how super LAME the party was without us there, obvi. 

Well we ended up driving past the house about FIFTY TIMES because I don't know, we were drunk off Nelly and diet coke. And I might have turned the headlights off for a couple of the drive-bys. Finally, we realized that this was stupid, so we decided to drive by one more time. Seriously, it was our last time. As we passed Jenny's driveway, a car pulled out and began to follow us. I figured it was one of our guy friends being silly, so I sped up and ran through four stop signs (this was in the 'burbs, so there was no traffic whatsoever). Then the police lights came on. 

I got pulled over. For stalking. And running four stop signs. Four days after I turned 16. I was obviously mortified when the cop said that they had gotten complaints of a scary vehicle driving around without the headlights on, and as tears welled up in my eyes, I denied vehemently that it was us. I got off with only a warning and the cop actually laughed a little after he made sure there was no booze in my car, but I think that might be the most insane thing I ever did for friendship-love.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I got pulled over for stalking. Okay, this was in the name of friendship-love instead of boyfriend-love, but it&#8217;s a fantastic story nevertheless and you didn&#8217;t specify what sort of love it had to be. So four days after I turned 16 and got my driver&#8217;s license, this girl Jenny had a birthday party. My BFF Kim hadn&#8217;t been invited to the party, so our small group decided that we would rebel and NONE of us would go to the party. Instead, like we did every weekend in high school, we just drove around town listening to Nelly and Ludacris and feeling extremely cool (ummm right). Then we decided to drive past Jenny&#8217;s house, because maybe we could see in the windows and find out how super LAME the party was without us there, obvi. </p>
<p>Well we ended up driving past the house about FIFTY TIMES because I don&#8217;t know, we were drunk off Nelly and diet coke. And I might have turned the headlights off for a couple of the drive-bys. Finally, we realized that this was stupid, so we decided to drive by one more time. Seriously, it was our last time. As we passed Jenny&#8217;s driveway, a car pulled out and began to follow us. I figured it was one of our guy friends being silly, so I sped up and ran through four stop signs (this was in the &#8216;burbs, so there was no traffic whatsoever). Then the police lights came on. </p>
<p>I got pulled over. For stalking. And running four stop signs. Four days after I turned 16. I was obviously mortified when the cop said that they had gotten complaints of a scary vehicle driving around without the headlights on, and as tears welled up in my eyes, I denied vehemently that it was us. I got off with only a warning and the cop actually laughed a little after he made sure there was no booze in my car, but I think that might be the most insane thing I ever did for friendship-love.</p>
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		<title>By: Dan Mega</title>
		<link>http://ohhowlovely.net/2008/02/13/whats-that-you-say-free-stuff/#comment-4084</link>
		<dc:creator>Dan Mega</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2008 13:54:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Does it have to be romantic love? I haven't done anything too off the charts for a woman. I know, I'm horrible like that. But there was this one time a few years back when my older brother was returning from his second tour of duty in Iraq (he was a Marine). He wanted to surprise my family and his wife with his return. But it was nice that he didn't give me any warning- he called me in the morning and said he was flying in at 3 am to O'Hare the next morning. Problem is that I was in Minneapolis for business. And I couldn't find a flight that afternoon.

So I rented a car, paid out the wazoo, left Minneapolis at about 5 pm and freaking hightailed it to Chicago. I got there at 3 am on the dot to get him, luckily his flight wasn't late. I had barely slept the night before and I was completely worn out, plus I had to work the next day and pretty much could not call in for anything other than a death in the family. We got back to my place about 4 am, talked and played video games until about 7 am. He hung out there and slept for the most part of the day, while I was on the phone and emails all day with family/friends/his wife. I told them I had just gotten a huge promotion and wanted to get everyone together. My family was living in southern WI at the time and she was in IL still so it was possible.

Surprise. My brother was back. His wife and my family were shocked and elated with joy. I was a zombie for having no sleep for almost 2 full days but managed to keep a smile on my face. To this day, nobody has thanked me for pulling out all the stops to make this happen. And they'll never have to.

So yeah it isn't romantic love but hey, my brother is an alright guy.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Does it have to be romantic love? I haven&#8217;t done anything too off the charts for a woman. I know, I&#8217;m horrible like that. But there was this one time a few years back when my older brother was returning from his second tour of duty in Iraq (he was a Marine). He wanted to surprise my family and his wife with his return. But it was nice that he didn&#8217;t give me any warning- he called me in the morning and said he was flying in at 3 am to O&#8217;Hare the next morning. Problem is that I was in Minneapolis for business. And I couldn&#8217;t find a flight that afternoon.</p>
<p>So I rented a car, paid out the wazoo, left Minneapolis at about 5 pm and freaking hightailed it to Chicago. I got there at 3 am on the dot to get him, luckily his flight wasn&#8217;t late. I had barely slept the night before and I was completely worn out, plus I had to work the next day and pretty much could not call in for anything other than a death in the family. We got back to my place about 4 am, talked and played video games until about 7 am. He hung out there and slept for the most part of the day, while I was on the phone and emails all day with family/friends/his wife. I told them I had just gotten a huge promotion and wanted to get everyone together. My family was living in southern WI at the time and she was in IL still so it was possible.</p>
<p>Surprise. My brother was back. His wife and my family were shocked and elated with joy. I was a zombie for having no sleep for almost 2 full days but managed to keep a smile on my face. To this day, nobody has thanked me for pulling out all the stops to make this happen. And they&#8217;ll never have to.</p>
<p>So yeah it isn&#8217;t romantic love but hey, my brother is an alright guy.</p>
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		<title>By: Emily</title>
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		<dc:creator>Emily</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2008 06:10:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I guess the craziest thing I've done for love is stay in a long distance relationship for two years. It is worth it for all of the wonderful moments, but so hard because for most of the time I think to myself "if only I was with my boy..." It is amazing how much you can miss getting a hug from the person you love. Only four months to go...so I think all the craziness will have been worth it!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I guess the craziest thing I&#8217;ve done for love is stay in a long distance relationship for two years. It is worth it for all of the wonderful moments, but so hard because for most of the time I think to myself &#8220;if only I was with my boy&#8230;&#8221; It is amazing how much you can miss getting a hug from the person you love. Only four months to go&#8230;so I think all the craziness will have been worth it!</p>
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		<title>By: Vanessa</title>
		<link>http://ohhowlovely.net/2008/02/13/whats-that-you-say-free-stuff/#comment-4049</link>
		<dc:creator>Vanessa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2008 06:05:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>In the name of love I left my great paying job in Seattle as well as all my friends, moved across the country to Manhattan to watch my life fall apart.  I then moved to Dallas, a place I don't really care for, in hopes of salvaging this mess, to realize I'd rather be back in Manhattan or Seattle.  All in the name of love.  Or stupidity.  Take your pick.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In the name of love I left my great paying job in Seattle as well as all my friends, moved across the country to Manhattan to watch my life fall apart.  I then moved to Dallas, a place I don&#8217;t really care for, in hopes of salvaging this mess, to realize I&#8217;d rather be back in Manhattan or Seattle.  All in the name of love.  Or stupidity.  Take your pick.</p>
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