﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>ClearlyNaive's Xanga</title><link>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from ClearlyNaive</description><language>en</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>You only loved me when I was heartbroken...</title><link>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/669276947/you-only-loved-me-when-i-was-heartbroken/</link><guid>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/669276947/you-only-loved-me-when-i-was-heartbroken/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Aug 2008 19:45:39 GMT</pubDate><description>now that I've healed you just want to break me again.</description><comments>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/669276947/you-only-loved-me-when-i-was-heartbroken/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>I don't know...</title><link>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/656215049/i-dont-know/</link><guid>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/656215049/i-dont-know/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2008 03:18:28 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;Seems like any kind of blogging by anybody goes majorly un-noticed these days.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I remember two years ago, when I could get 20 comments on a post with some meaning behind it. Now I'm lucky if I get even one.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Everybody and their mother and her dog has a blog now, and nobody seems to care any more. It's not a socialization tool. I've got a phone for that.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Call me.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/656215049/i-dont-know/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Too many people...</title><link>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/654816007/too-many-people/</link><guid>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/654816007/too-many-people/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Apr 2008 20:13:20 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;Too many people know about this and who I am for me to to write here like I used to.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Too many people who would know what I was really talking about.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Too many people that might bring it up later.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;IN OTHER NEWS:&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I'm thinkin' Arby's.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/654816007/too-many-people/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, April 29, 2008</title><link>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/654516831/item/</link><guid>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/654516831/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Apr 2008 01:59:34 GMT</pubDate><description>I AM FOOLISH, HEAR ME ROAR!</description><comments>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/654516831/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>That went well...</title><link>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/653202503/that-went-well/</link><guid>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/653202503/that-went-well/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Apr 2008 02:13:40 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;Most of you don't know, but I played a 'zombie outbreak' game on saturday night. If you don't know what that is, it's like 'Infection' (Or 'Save One Bullet' for you Halo players) except with nerf guns.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;The Infected have to tackle the non-infected to infect them.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;There were over 100 people in attendance, and I got my ass tackled to the ground so bad all my shit went flying everywhere. Then I tackled some guy on the pavement and messed up my elbow again. And now I'm so sore from running around for 2 hours, I feel like a bus ran over me.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;But it was worth it. Tons of fun.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/653202503/that-went-well/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Whoops...</title><link>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/651402253/whoops/</link><guid>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/651402253/whoops/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Apr 2008 01:06:57 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;I got lonely again.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Lonely and depressed. And I was doing so well, too.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;IN OTHER NEWS:&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Got a raise at work, and things in that realm are progressing nicely.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/651402253/whoops/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Once again...</title><link>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/649705959/once-again/</link><guid>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/649705959/once-again/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 Mar 2008 17:02:18 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;Here we are, not even a month later, and my phone broke again.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Hopefully, it's covered under warranty this time.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;So, if you want me to call you now, or ever again, give me your phone number.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;IN OTHER NEWS:&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Had a gig last night at 'The Guest House' here in Grand Rapids with The Eschelons. Ran out of seats in the place. Those old geezers know how to rock old school.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/649705959/once-again/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, March 10, 2008</title><link>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/646395582/item/</link><guid>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/646395582/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Mar 2008 16:01:40 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;Selling my 360 today to pay for my bills.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;*sigh*&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;IN OTHER NEWS:&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Who knows what March 14 is?&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/646395582/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>I feel speshul.</title><link>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/645477350/i-feel-speshul/</link><guid>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/645477350/i-feel-speshul/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Mar 2008 03:43:45 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;Well, I feel like life is making a special effort just to drive me totally fucking insane.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;My insurance will replace my phone. With a $50 dollar deductible. My phone bill came, and I paid it with my paycheck today. Which is now gone. I'm back to completely broke, selling my video games for gas money because they're the only thing I own that is worth anything.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;And then my car insurance bill comes. And it's 45 bucks higher than I expect it to be. Larger than my weekly paycheck, in fact. And due in less than two weeks. Awesome.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;And on my way down the stairs, I remember. "God fucking dammit, I forgot to make my student loan payment this month."&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;So there goes what little money I had left in my bank account, too. And I still have that god forsaken car insurance hanging over my head, and a credit card bill somewhere in the mail system waiting to strike when I'm most vulnerable.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Thanks life, for throwing that at me just when I thought I was doing pretty good. I really appreciate it.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Hey, next time, would you mind spicing it up a bit? Maybe something with wild animals instead of all this financial stuff? As funny as my phone taking a swan dive into my refreshing beverage was, I think a rabid raccoon would probably top it. Or hobos? People laugh at hobos.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;IN OTHER NEWS:&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;They're shipping my new phone overnight.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/645477350/i-feel-speshul/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>My phone committed suicide.</title><link>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/645312543/my-phone-committed-suicide/</link><guid>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/645312543/my-phone-committed-suicide/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Mar 2008 04:16:54 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;No joke.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;It vibrated itself off a coffee table right into my glass of water while I was sleeping.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;It's death rattle woke me up.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Funny, yes.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Convenient? No.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://clearlynaive.xanga.com/645312543/my-phone-committed-suicide/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>