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	<title>Comments on: A whole new level of feeling appreciated</title>
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		<title>By: Lance</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Oh, heavens, Susan.  You&#039;re right that a group like us might appreciate pretty much anything warm after tramping around in the woods.  But we don&#039;t have to get just anything; we get you.  The hardest part of sitting around grumpy and depressed by the state of the world at Saturday dinner was staying depressed while eating what you&#039;d cooked.

Or, look at it this way: we go out there because it&#039;s so much fun to interact with everyone and be monsters and such, so generally speaking, we wouldn&#039;t particularly *want* to stop and come back to the basement.  I can&#039;t imagine a group of monsters saying &quot;C&#039;mon, hurry up so we can go eat&quot; if what you had waiting for us wasn&#039;t just as good as whacking people with swords.

And that&#039;s true of more than just the food: you wouldn&#039;t hear people saying &quot;Let&#039;s hurry up, I&#039;m due for kitchen duty soon&quot; if we didn&#039;t have someone so warm waiting for us there.  (I actually saw people *disappointed* that they didn&#039;t get to spend time with you in the kitchen; heck, include me in the bunch.)

So, yeah, if you ever need to feel encouraged, take a look at the chalice you got.  Your cup is a reminder; our cup runneth over.  Thank you.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh, heavens, Susan.  You&#8217;re right that a group like us might appreciate pretty much anything warm after tramping around in the woods.  But we don&#8217;t have to get just anything; we get you.  The hardest part of sitting around grumpy and depressed by the state of the world at Saturday dinner was staying depressed while eating what you&#8217;d cooked.</p>
<p>Or, look at it this way: we go out there because it&#8217;s so much fun to interact with everyone and be monsters and such, so generally speaking, we wouldn&#8217;t particularly *want* to stop and come back to the basement.  I can&#8217;t imagine a group of monsters saying &#8220;C&#8217;mon, hurry up so we can go eat&#8221; if what you had waiting for us wasn&#8217;t just as good as whacking people with swords.</p>
<p>And that&#8217;s true of more than just the food: you wouldn&#8217;t hear people saying &#8220;Let&#8217;s hurry up, I&#8217;m due for kitchen duty soon&#8221; if we didn&#8217;t have someone so warm waiting for us there.  (I actually saw people *disappointed* that they didn&#8217;t get to spend time with you in the kitchen; heck, include me in the bunch.)</p>
<p>So, yeah, if you ever need to feel encouraged, take a look at the chalice you got.  Your cup is a reminder; our cup runneth over.  Thank you.</p>
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