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Hopefully, in learning about me, you'll learn something about you as well.</description><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/roofpig134306/246064" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/roofpig134306/241231" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/roofpig134306/233102" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/roofpig134306/228478" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/roofpig134306/225210" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/roofpig134306/215486" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/roofpig134306/213856" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/roofpig134306/210496" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/roofpig134306/208100" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/roofpig134306/203648" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/roofpig134306/246064"><title>On the subject of humor</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/roofpig134306/246064</link><description>I was planning on writing this post earlier on in the day due to circumstances in my own life, but Unidentified_Hacker actually posted something yesterday that sort of illustrates where I'm coming from. 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