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	<title>Comments on: On Friends</title>
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		<title>By: tomas</title>
		<link>http://carthik.net/blog/vault/2005/06/12/on-friends/comment-page-1/#comment-8253</link>
		<dc:creator>tomas</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 21 Jun 2005 21:49:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I agree with Ali - the one thing to remember though is that time changes everything - and those that you depended upon and called friend aren&#039;t static.  They change, they grow, and sometimes - they outgrow you (or vice versa).

I have a very, very small circle of *friends* - but I am surrounded by a lot of nice folks that I like to do stuff with.  Only a handful of that circle are folk that I want to have to count on for any support beyond say meeting me for lunch somewhere close to where *they* work ;)

More than my dreams - my *friends* are the ones that my thoughts turn to naturally.  The ones that I want to include when I have a good idea - or find something that touches off the nostalgia machine deep in me-noggin.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I agree with Ali &#8211; the one thing to remember though is that time changes everything &#8211; and those that you depended upon and called friend aren&#8217;t static.  They change, they grow, and sometimes &#8211; they outgrow you (or vice versa).</p>
<p>I have a very, very small circle of *friends* &#8211; but I am surrounded by a lot of nice folks that I like to do stuff with.  Only a handful of that circle are folk that I want to have to count on for any support beyond say meeting me for lunch somewhere close to where *they* work <img src='http://carthik.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>More than my dreams &#8211; my *friends* are the ones that my thoughts turn to naturally.  The ones that I want to include when I have a good idea &#8211; or find something that touches off the nostalgia machine deep in me-noggin.</p>
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		<title>By: ali b</title>
		<link>http://carthik.net/blog/vault/2005/06/12/on-friends/comment-page-1/#comment-7749</link>
		<dc:creator>ali b</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Jun 2005 05:44:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The only way to know someone is to go through some intense life-affirming/threatening experience. People are different under pressure, out of their comfort zone. I guess that&#039;s why some people (like my mother) seem more attatched to characters on television than people in real life.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The only way to know someone is to go through some intense life-affirming/threatening experience. People are different under pressure, out of their comfort zone. I guess that&#8217;s why some people (like my mother) seem more attatched to characters on television than people in real life.</p>
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