January 2, 2011

• The Wonderful Future!

  New year, new update. I don’t like to make resolutions in the sense of compiling a list to which I endeavor to hold my self accountable to but never do. But I do like to have goals. One for this year could be to update my xanga more and care about other people’s xangas less. Especially the front page and the Featured Content. But just for shits and giggles lets take a look, shall we?

  Creating Fake Xanga Sites

  This one’s from Dan. You know, Dan. Yes, Dan. You see I don’t know him or anything and have only briefly engaged his person on the occasional visits to his page but calling him Dan makes me feel like I’m part of the xanga elite and may even get me hits from people searching for Dan and talking about Dan. Dan. Dan. Dan. Dan. Dan. 

  Dan! 

   

  (Alan Partridge. Yes.)

   

  Oh.. yeah. People make xangas? Do they? OK.

  Our New Years Eve Break… something, something..

  Low-Born wrote this one. Change the channel.

  My Xanga Crush

  A xanga crush…? Sounds awesome and fascinating. Actually it doesn’t. 

  Do You Believe Numbers Have Meanings?

  Yeah. 1 means…. one. 2 means two. And so on. Seriously, though. No, I don’t. I believe humans, in our anthropo-centricity (I makeupwords.com. It’s not a real website. I made that up too) try to assign intent and meaning to every vague coincidence and overtly favourable or unfavourable occurrence because we arrogantly assume that only the very human process of thought-intent-action can be responsible for every process that occurs in the universe. Processes which, often, only become retroactively meaningful based on how directly they affect us personally.

  OK, that resolution hasn’t started yet. Now it has. So, kinda a weird start to the New Year for me. I have not seen or spoken to another human being in person for the whole of 2011 so far. I have not left my apartment, have been sleeping weird hours and spend most of my time in my pyjamas. The deal right now is that there’s no one around. Matt and Dani upped and moved from Toki to Kamiyashiro, close to their work at NUFS. Matt then gets a role in this little indie movie filming in Nagoya and is scheduled to be on set every day due to the film’s four-week shooting time! Most of the peeps around here have upped and left for travels or are newlyweds (I don’t need to elaborate there) and everyone else I love is in another prefecture or country. Contrary to expectations and experience I’m not down, though. I’ve been on a bit of a mental workout. Firstly I signed up for Lumosity‘s free trial. It’s a ridiculously addictive brain-training site with a bunch of simple but challenging IQ-testy type games designed to get your cerebral faculties working. When I can drag myself away from the brain-games I’ve been getting some writing done, over on my other, secret, “creative space” xanga. (It’s not really secret. It’s just no one ever goes there so it feels secret.) Been getting more of my story underway and some of my typically bleak, amateurish poetry written. Usually I’ll have some music on for the writing; currently listening to Texas Is The Reason, Thrice, Get Up Kids, New Found Glory and 30 Seconds To Mars in no particular order. I’ve been eating relatively little and in small, mouthful sized meals and kicking back to some Star Wars: Clone Wars (despite my prior low expectations and disappointment with the pilot movie the TV series is actually pretty good!) whilst I eat, which also inspires my story as it is, after all, a Star Wars fan-fic. based on the RPG Sarv, Holly, Calex and I played back at NUFS five years ago.

  Five years ago… Jeez….

  A lot of thoughts and feelings flying about my internal self, as ever. All very deep and broody and existential, I assure you. But now’s not the time. Although I do need to remind myself that this online journalling thing is for me rather than about entertaining others. Another hindrance to regular writing. Clock that reminder up as a tentative resolution, if I’m making them.

  One more; get back to signing off with meaning-ambiguous song lyrics, like I used to. Done.

  X “Hey now. You can’t keep saying endlessly, “my darling.” How long until this affects me..?“

   

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