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  <title>Comments on 'Remembering Movie People'</title>
  <subtitle>_I'm not going to think about them now. No. No. No. Change the subject. Change the subject..._
&amp;quot;So, are you excited for tomorrow?&amp;quot; I asked, and then corrected, &amp;quot;I mean, today.&amp;quot;
He grimaced. I stared, &amp;quot;Are you serious Drew? It's _Christmas.&amp;quot;_
He scowled, &amp;quot;You're not going to like my present.&amp;quot;
I rolled my eyes, &amp;quot;Drew. Seriously, I'll be happy to get anything. Do you know none of my relations sent me anything? Although, I never told them I moved out so it's probably all in Florida. Our family tends to be overdramatic and I didn't feel like riling them all up about this. I don't think I could take Aunt Rose's squealing,&amp;quot; I explained, &amp;quot;Stupid movie people,&amp;quot; I added in an undertone.
He raised an eyebrow, but said nothing. I fiddled with the comforter awkwardly, suddenly at a loss for topics to discuss.
He was staring at the wall absently, but not quite blankly. I wondered what he was thinking.
&amp;quot;I overheard you talking to my mom once,&amp;quot; he suddenly said.</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-06-20T23:31:00Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Remembering Movie People</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Wow, I wonder what he overheard and where he&amp;#8217;s going with this. Yes, I will also say, hmm&amp;#8230; interesting, but just for a different reason&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-20T23:31:00Z</published>
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      <name>thebetweenspace</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Remembering Movie People</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;So wait. Her entire family&amp;#8217;s in showbusiness? Hmm&amp;#8230; interesting.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-15T01:54:00Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>penguincaptain18</name>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">Comment on Remembering Movie People</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;So wait. Her entire family&amp;#8217;s in showbusiness? Hmm&amp;#8230; interesting.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-15T01:53:59Z</published>
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      <name>penguincaptain18</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Remembering Movie People</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Aw dang. Does he know more?&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-09T13:23:44Z</published>
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      <name>Dr. Mousse</name>
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