﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>going_under_ground's Xanga</title><link>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from going_under_ground</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://going-under-ground.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>Thursday, May 11, 2006</title><link>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/483421671/item/</link><guid>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/483421671/item/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 May 2006 01:25:00 GMT</pubDate><description>So I haven't posted in this for a while. At one point I couldn't get it to work, but aside from whatever I was going to write about that time (I can't remember), nothing interesting ever happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing interesting has happened yet, but I'm still waiting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to get my summer all booked and scheduled, which is fun and no fun at the same time. I figure that since I'm stuck going on vacation with my grandparents (believe me, I tried to get out of it), I might as well enjoy it. Then we've got the Ren Faire, going to my dad's, and visiting my cousin to take up the rest of the time. Not that I don't want to do all of that stuff, but it would be nice not to have another summer like last year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School isn't over yet, though, and I'm falling behind with my homework. I'm getting lazy like I was last year. Definitely not good. I am doing better in French, though. Too bad it won't get me anywhere. That's right, in case you haven't heard (I know you have because I probably told you myself), they're not planning on having a 3/4 French next year. And just when I was starting to enjoy the class itself, too. We're finally getting to the point where I can actually use my French. Blech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I finally got a bank account and I was going to get a cell phone, but (as multiple people were so kind as to point out to me) no one would call me anyway, and I wouldn't use it often enough to make it worthwhile. What a self esteem boost, I know. But it's true. Maybe I'll get one eventually, but it won't do me much good this summer, will it? Until then I'll find something better to do with my money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been vaguely and passively obsessed with the 18th century--that's 18th century America, England, as well as Russia. I've also been downloading a lot of the songs my dad used to sing to me when I was little, like John Prine and Jimmy Buffet. Pretty awesome. </description><comments>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/483421671/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, April 28, 2006</title><link>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/478397024/item/</link><guid>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/478397024/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Apr 2006 22:01:25 GMT</pubDate><description>I am stupid, hear me roar.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In other news, it's raining. &lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/478397024/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, April 17, 2006</title><link>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/473301718/item/</link><guid>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/473301718/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Apr 2006 02:26:43 GMT</pubDate><description>Okay, well, update on the Faire goings-on: we've got Christine. I guess they wouldn't let her sign up so late or something. So we have to be real nice to her this year so she'll want to play with us next time. We still need more people. My mom might be able to handle guitar, and I can do some recorder to fill in for her. Buuut...still not enough. We'll see how desperate we get. Then I'll start taking names for tambourine-beaters and sit-and-look-pretty-ers. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm doing that whole "rush on Sunday night to finish the homework that you thought would only take 10 minutes" thing.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I know I already said this, but my dad is coming down for Ed's graduation. That's cool. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've been playing the Genesis more lately, but it's really bugging me. I mean... stuff. Blah.&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/473301718/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, April 08, 2006</title><link>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/469285550/item/</link><guid>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/469285550/item/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Apr 2006 01:48:19 GMT</pubDate><description>I guess... I got my learner's permit. I also got a recorder for the Ren Faire. I'm learning that, now. It's pretty fun. The Faire this year will hopefully be better than last year. We're way more organized already, and we've hardly done anything. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Except I don't know if we're going to have enough people. We've got Jacki this year, maybe. No Ben. Clarinda is on her own. So is Christine. We have Gwen for some of the time, but probably not Bill. Nils, hopefully. Me, my mom, and Ed, of course. See, we have to have four people at the site at all times. Even if me n' my family never took any breaks, it still wouldn't be enough. We really need a guitarist. So if you know anyone who plays acoustic guitar and would be willing to sit for eleven hours straight for three days playing, let me know. They also need to be willing to wear a silly costume. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My mom will probably start playing more guitar if she can, and we might have Connor for a little while...he plays some guitar. What's really hurting us is the loss of Ben and Christine. They were pretty cool. Ben can't come at all, and Christine is probably mad because we were late paying her. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyhoo. I'm excited, obviously. It's only April, but I want to be reallly organized this year. If my mom isn't going to do it, I will. The Faire is under new management and we really need to make a good impression. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That's basically the only thing that's been on my mind lately. This year I'm going to get my hair braided, which is the main reason that I've been growing my hair out since I was eight. Then I think I might cut it short. I mean, I know I'll miss my long hair a lot, but I think short hair would be fun for a while. :/ We'll see how I feel after the Faire.&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/469285550/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, March 26, 2006</title><link>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/463271349/item/</link><guid>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/463271349/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Mar 2006 05:03:08 GMT</pubDate><description>So today I went to Omaha with my family. We took a drive past the house I used to live in with my dad. Or...the house my dad used to live in and we visited quite often. That fits better. I think I want to buy that house someday. When I think back on that area in my childhood I remember bad things, but when I was there all I could think about was the fun I had with my sister. :D So neat. We went to see Edison, the school that I never went to but spent most of my summers at. Again, so neat. We ate at Razzie's Deli and Bernie's Pizza... Bernie was still there and came to say hi. My dad worked there when he was a teenager. It was like, his second job or something. Bernie remembered him. So neat! Drove by my grandma's house, my friend's house, blah blah blah, all these places and things that mean something to me but nothing to anyone else. The only reason it's neat is because I haven't seen any of it for 4-5 years, and a lot has changed in that time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Saw V for Vendetta... Pretty awesome. I'll probably buy it. Oh, and we went to Family Fun Center. I realized that I really am inferior as one of the female species. Apparently I'm not allowed to play games or something, 'cause everyone was giving me weird looks. At first I thought maybe I had something on my face or my back or my pants or something, but nope. Just little ol' me. I mean, I really doubt that's what they were thinking, but it made me think about it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Bleh bleh, blah blah... Break's almost over. One more day. And I'm gonna pack it full of all the fun it can hold!! Or try, at least.&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/463271349/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, March 15, 2006</title><link>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/458160483/item/</link><guid>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/458160483/item/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Mar 2006 21:11:40 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;Let's see, what's new? Nothing. I've been slacking off with my homework, which is exactly what I said I &lt;EM&gt;wasn't&lt;/EM&gt; going to do this semester, because I didn't want to end up like I did last year. Oh well. I still have decent grades. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;My cat hasn't died yet. My dad's coming down for Ed's graduation, and it'll be just him, which is neat. After 15 years the instinctive loathesome feeling I get around him is beginning to fade. So I'll get a chance to see him without seeing Olivia, which hasn't happened since I was four. And maybe he'll bring that stupid recipe box of my grandmother's that I was supposed to get five years ago when she died. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;But the most exciting thing is the thought of &lt;EM&gt;fun pants day&lt;/EM&gt;. Looking forward to that. :) &lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/458160483/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, March 12, 2006</title><link>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/456623113/item/</link><guid>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/456623113/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Mar 2006 18:57:32 GMT</pubDate><description>My mom does writing for Ebbeka Design, the company that designed the new logo for the Lincoln Symphony Orchestra. So they gave her three free tickets to the symphony. That was last night, and it was just fun. I wore a tie for the first time. Yay. The only cool part was the guest pianist they had...he was really good. He won some competition or something. Came from Japan, Paris, and thereabouts. He's only 24. Pretty neat. That and related events occupied my whole Saturday. I've got today to do my homework and anything that I actually &lt;EM&gt;want&lt;/EM&gt; to do, which isn't going to happen. </description><comments>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/456623113/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, March 06, 2006</title><link>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/453367347/item/</link><guid>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/453367347/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Mar 2006 03:56:28 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;So today I went to Omaha...yay. Went shopping. I got some incense, candles, smudge stuff. Whatever. The &lt;EM&gt;exciting&lt;/EM&gt; part is what happened at Old Navy.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Yeah, not really exciting. But anyway, I was in the guys clearance section looking at shirts, blah blah blah. This weird guy and his son were standing next to me and the guy was all like, &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffffff&gt;You can't wear that, that's a guy's shirt.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; And I just kinda stared at him, like, &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffffff&gt;Are you joking?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; He laughed, and I kept looking... So then my mother came over and was like, &lt;FONT color=#ffffff&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Oh Maggie, that's cute on you&lt;/STRONG&gt;.&lt;/FONT&gt; The guy came over again and was like, &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffffff&gt;Are you guys shopping for yourselves?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; and we were like... &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffffff&gt;Yes...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; So we kept looking, and when we were about to leave he was like, &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffffff&gt;You have a brother, right?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; And I was just like... &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffffff&gt;What is your problem? I have a brother but he doesn't wear a size small and yes I am shopping for myself now go away.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; I got up to leave and he was like, &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffffff&gt;My name is Larry what's yours?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; And it was just a sort of &lt;FONT color=#ffffff&gt;y&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffffff&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffffff&gt;ou'r&lt;/FONT&gt;e like fifty, Larry, and you creep me out&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; situation.&lt;STRONG&gt; &lt;/STRONG&gt;He followed us for a little while but eventually went away. That was my excitement for the day.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I didn't know there were &lt;EM&gt;ever &lt;/EM&gt;people like that, who have problems with girls wearing guy clothes. I mean, guys wearing girl clothes yes, but I figured this was pretty much nonexistent. Anyway, that was funny and creepy. :) &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Tonight I'm going to purify my house and get rid of Mister Demon, hopefully. If not, well, it won't be too bad. He's kind of interesting.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/453367347/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, March 03, 2006</title><link>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/451836482/item/</link><guid>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/451836482/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Mar 2006 02:21:41 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;Ho-hum.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I have a lot of homework tonight, but I think I'm going to just...not do it 'cause I'm super tired and I feel like crap. I've been really tired for the past couple of days for some reason, no matter how early I go to bed. And all I want to do is read the goddamn Count of Monte Cristo (dorky, I know. stupid people who read... we suck.) but&lt;EM&gt; no&lt;/EM&gt;. I have to &lt;EM&gt;work&lt;/EM&gt; in class and do what the &lt;EM&gt;teacher&lt;/EM&gt; wants me to do. I have to do &lt;EM&gt;homework&lt;/EM&gt; at home, and &lt;EM&gt;chores&lt;/EM&gt;. I can't just sit around and be a bum. I'm a &lt;EM&gt;burden&lt;/EM&gt;, they say, and a &lt;EM&gt;slob&lt;/EM&gt;.&lt;EM&gt; &lt;/EM&gt;Well, screw them. I'm tired. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;On a happier note, um... well, I might think of something eventually. In the meantime, I'm cold. And tired. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Oh, I rearranged my room. Friends must see it sometime. I'm slowly eliminating furniture, so now I've just got two shelves, a mattress, and my keyboard. Oh, and a little chest of drawers. Easier to keep clean with less unnecessary furniture. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Blah blah blah, stuff that no one cares about anyway. Not even I care. I'm just babbling. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Hmm... My mom's thinking about moving this fall. I don't like my house. I think it's possessed or something. There's this bloodstain outside my room (my mom says it's pop) and it's my belief that some demonic entity drags itself out of the stain at night and scratches on the bottom of my door. And sometimes I fancy I see a tall figure in black with grey-ish white hair standing in corners. All the same, I've grown to like my room. I think a demon would make it more interesting. Just, stay out of my kitchen, demon. I like my food unpossessed.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Aaaand my brother is as lazy as ever. But I'm one to talk. I've decided to postpone getting my learner's until I give a damn. My mom wants me to get a job, but I'm lazy and afraid of people, so we'll see how that goes. My guess is that it'll about the same as it's been for the past couple of months. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;This has been an exciting babble-fest, but my laziness is catching up with me and my fingers absolutely refuse to do any more work. Goodbyez.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/451836482/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, February 18, 2006</title><link>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/444986461/item/</link><guid>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/444986461/item/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Feb 2006 03:48:33 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;I haven't been posting in Xanga much lately. Obviously. Don't know what else is really taking up my time, but whatever it is, it's taking too much. I have a D+ in &lt;EM&gt;English&lt;/EM&gt; because of missing work. And that's supposed to be my best subject. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I'm really enjoying pottery. It's lots of fun, even when I stayed in there during lunch to work on my pot. I'm not very good at drawing, but I like art. So pottery is a good choice. I'm glad I signed up for another pottery class next year. :)&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Hmm...not much else is Xanga-worthy. Anyway, see y'all!&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://going-under-ground.xanga.com/444986461/item/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>