﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>themerrydanceofdecay's Xanga</title><link>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from themerrydanceofdecay</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>Saturday, February 03, 2007</title><link>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/567716190/item/</link><guid>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/567716190/item/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Feb 2007 19:21:00 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;life is beautiful, so is this fissure set from last night with more high school scene&amp;nbsp;girls giggling and laughing than i care to write any more about:&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://cityoftraitors.net/mp3/Fissure/020207.mp3" target="_new"&gt;http://cityoftraitors.net/mp3/Fissure/020207.mp3&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/567716190/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, December 24, 2006</title><link>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/558333046/item/</link><guid>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/558333046/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Dec 2006 14:02:50 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;how appropriate that on the winter solstice i was struck with a left-right-left of intense loneliness, what could possibly be influenza, and extreme situational ennui.&amp;nbsp; of course i had to work on the longest night of the year; i don't think i saw sunlight for two or three days because of it.&amp;nbsp; i woke up that morning (whenever that was; presently, my days just blend into one another) with sore joints and a fever, and my physical condition only degenerated from there.&amp;nbsp; as for being lonely, well, i have only seen one person outside of work in the past three days.&amp;nbsp; i'm neither a mindless socialite nor a hermit, but it's good to have a friend every once in awhile, and they've been few and far between these days; maybe they're just asleep.&amp;nbsp; yeah, that's it.&amp;nbsp; the malaise results from my frustration with my current situation.&amp;nbsp; maybe it will improve, but cutting myself off from the world hasn't been fun so far.&amp;nbsp; yeah, i get paid well working the night shift, and it will enable me to save up a ton of money for when i eventually up and move...but goddamn if i can do this for six to eight more months.&amp;nbsp; mental toughness?&amp;nbsp; hard to preserve when the multitudes of hours of mindless work pile up.&amp;nbsp; at least big grocery store chain pays for my descent into the maelstrom.&amp;nbsp; poe only got tuberculosis.&amp;nbsp; and immortality.&amp;nbsp; i guess there's still time for me yet.&amp;nbsp; my arrive-home-feed-cats-consume-beer-and-bagels-watch-movie routine has only barely kept me going.&amp;nbsp; i'll continue.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;i managed to spend less than $150 for all of my christmas gifts.&amp;nbsp; well done.&amp;nbsp; of course, most of my friends are getting 6-packs of fine beer.&amp;nbsp; my most expensive gifts were criterion dvds, and with the existence of deepdiscountdvd, those weren't bad.&amp;nbsp; i also bought myself a few things because i felt like i deserved them: &lt;EM&gt;zen and the art of motorcycle maintenance&lt;/EM&gt;, &lt;EM&gt;infinite jest&lt;/EM&gt;, and &lt;EM&gt;kafka on the shore&lt;/EM&gt;, all of which i plan to read in january.&amp;nbsp; my goal for 2007 is to read 50 books and watch 300 films.&amp;nbsp; with all the free time i will have, this should be easily achieved.&amp;nbsp; it's also incredibly entertaining to keep a log of such consumption, which i have started and plan on maintaining throughout the next year and beyond.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;now i'm going go drink a beer and eat a bagel and lose myself in the wonderful words of thomas pynchon.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/558333046/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, December 18, 2006</title><link>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/556653702/item/</link><guid>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/556653702/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Dec 2006 03:17:39 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;working nights has made it impossible for me to get a healthy amount of sleep.&amp;nbsp; i get off work, drink a beer, write, and try to fall asleep by 9:30 a.m.&amp;nbsp; this generally works.&amp;nbsp; what doesn't work, however, is my attempt to sleep until 5:30 p.m.&amp;nbsp; eight hours of sleep would be nice, although i don't really mind the manic, coked-out feeling i get after consuming six cups of straight black coffee while stocking the shelves with dog food and paper goods--it improves my writing.&amp;nbsp; today i woke up at 2:30 and couldn't go back to sleep, no matter how hard i tried.&amp;nbsp; whiskey didn't help; it merely increased my cognizance of the fact that there was no more rest for me.&amp;nbsp; i used this time to finish &lt;EM&gt;norwegian wood&lt;/EM&gt;.&amp;nbsp; my third time through the book, it made me weep when i was finished.&amp;nbsp; such a beautiful story, so well written and translated, such an (in)appropriate ending...i hate leaving it, but i can't read it over and over forever.&amp;nbsp; the way that murakami can express even the simplest of thoughts astounds me, and it bums me out to know that i will never be able to write about love and solitude in quite the manner he does.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;morgan and i went out for groceries tonight.&amp;nbsp; i searched for "nori" and couldn't find it, so i bought seaweed instead.&amp;nbsp; turns out that nori is seaweed.&amp;nbsp; good guess.&amp;nbsp; i'm going to wrap some cucumbers with it and bathe them in soy sauce.&amp;nbsp; apparently this is a gustatorial treat in japan, but i've never been too fond of cucumbers.&amp;nbsp; we'll see how that goes.&amp;nbsp; downed a couple of xingus and did some packing; it's only 13 days until i have to vacate my current residence, and there is much work to be done.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;there is much to be said about the difficult pursuit for balance between solitude and sanity.&amp;nbsp; i'm trying.&amp;nbsp; it's not easy.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/556653702/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, December 16, 2006</title><link>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/556296712/item/</link><guid>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/556296712/item/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Dec 2006 15:19:32 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P class=blogSubject&gt;daniel johnston taught me how how to fly and jump off buildings, and i do this every evening &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=blogContent&gt;&lt;P&gt;i goddamn hate internet explorer. but when a dumbass finally comes to and realize that people are probably leeching his or her internets and puts a password on his or her wireless connection, effectively ending one's reign of free internets usage, one must waste copious amounts of time in a computer lab. good-bye, huge photo-blog post.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;i have spent much of my time at work thinking about burning, mutilating, nuking bridges; i go home, drink a few beers, sleep for a few hours, and wake up wanting to build, build, build. the bridge is destroyed and rebuilt daily, but i'm not the one performing the acts of annihilation and regeneration. i spend half my time thinking about writing. the other half is spent in wanderlust among two avenues of wonderment: (1) what is the point of what i am writing? and (2) should i even bother? i continue to bother, for the rewards for my work will be immense, whether or not they contain any aspects of tangibility. i have recently been plagued by an intense bout of narcissism; while i am the best at pretty much everything i do--with small exceptions involving the maintenance of roommates and girlfriends--i hope this temporary façade of intellectual machismo fades away. it's probably exhausting to some.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;beer pong is not "cool." neither are huge parties nor bars. lately, the best times for me have involved one or two close friends; activities have included spacebaggin', movie viewing, record spinning, being patrons of fine beer, and discussing our various arts. the worst times for me have involved bars and/or large social events involving alcohol and people my age. "whoa dude i haven't seen you since high school." yeah, there's a reason for that. time spent by myself has been both a curse and a blessing. the damning: i analyze, rehearse, think about fires that i should just let die, and it drives me batty. The life-affirming: i have watched an average of 1.5 films per day over the past few weeks; i have read page after page of wonderful literature; i have lived a thousand lives vicariously through the music of tom waits and harry nilsson and frank zappa and the beach boys and john cale; and i have created, spawned, generated, birthed, brought into this world several pieces of visual art. i'm proud of that.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;cruel world, i beseech thee: chart me a course for smooth sailing through choppy waters.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/556296712/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, December 13, 2006</title><link>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/555388935/item/</link><guid>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/555388935/item/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Dec 2006 06:19:06 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;i bask in confusion, but one thing keeps becoming more and more evident: i need to leave tennessee.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;i will still probably wind up in knoxville, though.&amp;nbsp; oh well.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;two finals down.&amp;nbsp; got a 98 on the first, and the second of which i probably did well enough to preserve my A for the course.&amp;nbsp; one more decent grade, and it's a 4.0 for me this semester.&amp;nbsp; then it's six to eight months of hibernation, writing, painting, and bathing in art in between bouts of working and coaching soccer.&amp;nbsp; i'm ready.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/555388935/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, December 08, 2006</title><link>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/553993581/item/</link><guid>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/553993581/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Dec 2006 04:59:54 GMT</pubDate><description>for the first time in a long time, i think i can say that i'm happy again.&amp;nbsp; it's midnight, and i still have 9 pages of paper to type up in the next 7.5 hours.&amp;nbsp; the night is young, the night will be fun.&amp;nbsp; here's to carpal tunnel syndrome, and here's to 9 pages of paper that will be finished in four hours.</description><comments>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/553993581/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, December 06, 2006</title><link>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/553405614/item/</link><guid>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/553405614/item/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Dec 2006 01:48:47 GMT</pubDate><description>today should have been a terrible day. i was roused from my slumber at 9:25 this morning by my ex-girlfriend; she was calling me to instruct me to wish her happy birthday, which i did. maybe i dreamed that. i'm not sure. i was going to call her at 11:15-ish, but by that point i had fallen asleep again.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;i spent a large part of the day reading and working on the dreaded 15-page paper that's due on friday, although i figure i can slay that beast on thursday. i also registered for the good ol' GRE and saved a friend from hanging out with a lame dude that she's no longer dating. then i asked her out. jokingly, of course.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;i didn't plan on drinking today, but amberbock goes well with chicken wings, and blue moon is an excellent side dish with trivia. i will probably end up somewhat intoxicated this evening. that's ok, i suppose.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;i'm moving out of my apartment on or before december 31. happy new year. in 2007, i will become the most badass person in history.</description><comments>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/553405614/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, December 04, 2006</title><link>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/552890386/item/</link><guid>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/552890386/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Dec 2006 06:37:39 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;thanks, deadwolfbones&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;"boarder: one of the more legitimately nice guys on the board. you're a musician and you were first here for the music talk and I doubt any of us are going to forget that, though you're also funny and you've got a lot of board history behind you. you're one of those boarders whose persona is somehow really tied to their geographical region--there are some people here who could post for years and I'd never know where they're from. 8- &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;human: like I said, one of the nicer guys around. you set up a performance space for free shows for your little town. that's pretty badass. 8+"&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: none; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="" src="http://forums.hipinion.com/images/smiles/icon_gu_b_slayer.gif"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/552890386/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, December 01, 2006</title><link>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/552062173/item/</link><guid>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/552062173/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Dec 2006 04:35:16 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: none; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="" src="http://image.allmusic.com/00/amg/cov200/drd600/d620/d62098bkepl.jpg"&gt; &lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;been listening to this robert wyatt album a lot lately.&amp;nbsp; dude composed &lt;EM&gt;rock bottom&lt;/EM&gt; after falling out of a five-story window and paralyzing himself.&amp;nbsp; no more drumming for the soft machine.&amp;nbsp; so what did wyatt do?&amp;nbsp; fucker went out and composed a masterpiece.&amp;nbsp; i wish my art were as good as his.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;so lately i have sort of hit a rock bottom of my own, although it's surely not anywhere near as harrowing as ol' mr. wyatt's time of tribulation.&amp;nbsp; pretty much the only positive thing in my life lately is good grades.&amp;nbsp; november (and a large part of october) has been a month to forget, to leave behind, to turn and run as fast as i fucking can into december, never to look back at the terrible, horrible, no good, very band month that was november 2006.&amp;nbsp; i am leaving this month questioning my confidence, my sanity, my ability to function as a human being, my prospects of ever having the ball bounce my way again...i could go on, but the few people who will read this probably aren't interested in a laundry list of my problems.&amp;nbsp; as i told a friend tonight, 2007 is probably going to be the best year of my life.&amp;nbsp; it pretty much has to be, if everything evens its way out, if there is any credibility to karma.&amp;nbsp; i have tried to figure out what i have done to deserve the absolutely raw hand that life has dealt me over the past six weeks, and i can't--i don't deserve it.&amp;nbsp; unfortunately, i think that i'll probably be hungover from november well into december, at which point i plan to curl up in the fetal position and immerse myself with wonderful literature and film and maybe world of warcraft or nethack...never to come out of my world except to work nights at kroger and to coach soccer in the afternoons, all the while saving boatloads of money so i can finally be financially secure again (and more importantly, have financial security when i move [and pay off a very important monetary semi-debt]).&amp;nbsp; basically, i'm going to take a time out from the outside world for six months or so, during which time i plan on adding to my legend (ha), learning more than i ever have before, rebuilding my broken confidence, coming to terms with myself and my shortcomings (and hopefully fixing them), coming to terms with the events of the past few weeks, and growing an absolutely righteous beard.&amp;nbsp; oh, and preparing to move.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;november 2006 has been the second worst month of my life.&amp;nbsp; even though i've probably had more shit rained on me in this month than any other month previous to this, what keeps me afloat is the knowledge that the sun will rise again.&amp;nbsp; it's impossible for night to stick around forever.&amp;nbsp; and next summer, i will wake up in a new place, inching towards self-actualization, and i will take said new place by storm.&amp;nbsp; i can't wait.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/552062173/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, November 30, 2006</title><link>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/551767902/item/</link><guid>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/551767902/item/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Nov 2006 03:17:17 GMT</pubDate><description>in the next couple of weeks, i will be applying to the following graduate programs:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;university of tennessee&lt;BR&gt;university of wisconsin&lt;BR&gt;university of florida&lt;BR&gt;university of texas&lt;BR&gt;university of virginia&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;and i will get into all of them.</description><comments>http://themerrydanceofdecay.xanga.com/551767902/item/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>