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  <title>Comments on 'Reasons To Live'</title>
  <subtitle>I decided to let my more rational voice guide me, but we suddenly weren't on speaking terms. That left me and Mr. No-Guts-No-Glory to determine my dialogue.

My day was _so_ going downhill fast.

&amp;quot;Come on,&amp;quot; my inner Rambo said. &amp;quot;Give'im what for and let's get going!&amp;quot;

_*I would suggest you silence that particular aspect of your personality,*_ the dragon thought.

&amp;quot;Sorry,&amp;quot; I said, suddenly feeling very naked. Which I was, but now I consciously _knew_ it. &amp;quot;Uh, I was wondering if I could get past you, please.&amp;quot; See. Even without my rational voice, I could be polite!

_*Now,_ why _would I want to do that?*_

&amp;quot;Well,&amp;quot; I said. &amp;quot;Good question. And I have a very good answer.&amp;quot; I did? &amp;quot;You see. Uh...&amp;quot; _Think!_ &amp;quot;Well, you know who's at the end of this path, right?&amp;quot;

It had the good grace to roll it's eyes. _*Of_ course, _I do.*_

&amp;quot;Well, I'm going to see him... Her? Anyway, I'm going there, and he/she will be very upset if I'm late.&amp;quot;

_*Ah, you have an appointment.*_

&amp;quot;Not really...&amp;quot; Oops.

_*Then they won't miss you.*_</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-03-01T13:03:44Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Reasons To Live</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Oh, I see the dragon did not give away the gender of the mysterious, &amp;#8220;who is at the end of the path.&amp;#8221; Interesting. Hmm&amp;#8230; I like this&amp;#8230; more and more&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-01T13:03:44Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Jenunique</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Reasons To Live</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I like that you kept consistent with the telepathic aspect, ie the dragon catching the thought process.  And very funny &amp;#8216;oops&amp;#8217; there.&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-02-25T17:20:38Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>THX 0477</name>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">Comment on Reasons To Live</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;totaly cool what happens next?&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-02-25T15:49:25Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Em</name>
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