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	<title>Comments on: Laughing Matter</title>
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	<description>Daily Antics, Random Thoughts, Unexpected Inspiration: With a pinch of humor</description>
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		<title>By: Letters From Your Friendly Cashier: Vol 8 &#171; organized chaos</title>
		<link>http://carrielouise.wordpress.com/2007/05/08/laughing-matter/#comment-1045</link>
		<dc:creator>Letters From Your Friendly Cashier: Vol 8 &#171; organized chaos</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 17 Sep 2007 04:04:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] promise. I did sleep and I was not cranky. But despite my best efforts to serve you in this way, my narcoleptic tendencies got the better of me and my eyelids got so heavy I entertained the idea of propping them open with [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] promise. I did sleep and I was not cranky. But despite my best efforts to serve you in this way, my narcoleptic tendencies got the better of me and my eyelids got so heavy I entertained the idea of propping them open with [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Hallie</title>
		<link>http://carrielouise.wordpress.com/2007/05/08/laughing-matter/#comment-26</link>
		<dc:creator>Hallie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 13 May 2007 10:13:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh my!  That is too funny!  Not about the Narcolepsy, but about your husband and the Prozac! I have only known one other person with Narcolepsy and I have never really asked about the symptoms.  I think I have always imagined a person, falling asleep at the wheel of a car, or while doing something really important.  Are there different levels of the illness?

Oh and, Happy Mother's Day!

Blessings,
Hallie</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh my!  That is too funny!  Not about the Narcolepsy, but about your husband and the Prozac! I have only known one other person with Narcolepsy and I have never really asked about the symptoms.  I think I have always imagined a person, falling asleep at the wheel of a car, or while doing something really important.  Are there different levels of the illness?</p>
<p>Oh and, Happy Mother&#8217;s Day!</p>
<p>Blessings,<br />
Hallie</p>
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		<title>By: Pamela</title>
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		<dc:creator>Pamela</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 08 May 2007 17:20:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I'd prefer the laughter, too!  Waking up and backing down from what I call an "angry dream", where events and emotions escalate waaayy out of control, isn't much fun: the emotions take a long time to give way to reality.  I hope these sort of "trips to the Twilight Zone" aren't that frequent!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;d prefer the laughter, too!  Waking up and backing down from what I call an &#8220;angry dream&#8221;, where events and emotions escalate waaayy out of control, isn&#8217;t much fun: the emotions take a long time to give way to reality.  I hope these sort of &#8220;trips to the Twilight Zone&#8221; aren&#8217;t that frequent!</p>
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