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	<title>Comments on: I Connect. That&#8217;s What I Do.</title>
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	<description>Exchange Some Yellow!</description>
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		<title>By: Another Kelly</title>
		<link>http://flawedbutauthentic.com/2008/03/16/i-connect-thats-what-i-do/#comment-733</link>
		<dc:creator>Another Kelly</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Mar 2008 00:26:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I have always been a CONNECTOR. I gather people and places and needs and facts, and when I sense a need in someone, I make the connection. I've helped dozens, if not hundreds, of friends and acquaintances make connections with whomever, whatever, or wherever they needed. My biggest disappointments, though, are two instances of connecting people. I lost, in each case, a friend who I thought was MY friend, who ended up being better friends with the person I connected them with. It makes me sad sometimes, because the people come and then go in my life. But I keep doing it. It comes naturally... I sense what people need and if I have the connection in me, I make it. I've always felt I was some sort of cosmic connecting central hub or something.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have always been a CONNECTOR. I gather people and places and needs and facts, and when I sense a need in someone, I make the connection. I&#8217;ve helped dozens, if not hundreds, of friends and acquaintances make connections with whomever, whatever, or wherever they needed. My biggest disappointments, though, are two instances of connecting people. I lost, in each case, a friend who I thought was MY friend, who ended up being better friends with the person I connected them with. It makes me sad sometimes, because the people come and then go in my life. But I keep doing it. It comes naturally&#8230; I sense what people need and if I have the connection in me, I make it. I&#8217;ve always felt I was some sort of cosmic connecting central hub or something.</p>
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		<title>By: Keri</title>
		<link>http://flawedbutauthentic.com/2008/03/16/i-connect-thats-what-i-do/#comment-715</link>
		<dc:creator>Keri</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 17 Mar 2008 02:08:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>LOVED this... (I'm one of those who's face you are reading as they are trying to figure out where they know you - or whoever - from. TERRIBLE with names but rarely forget a face.)

And yes, I agree, Sally Kern MUST be the devil.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>LOVED this&#8230; (I&#8217;m one of those who&#8217;s face you are reading as they are trying to figure out where they know you - or whoever - from. TERRIBLE with names but rarely forget a face.)</p>
<p>And yes, I agree, Sally Kern MUST be the devil.</p>
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