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                <title>You Are My Centre When I Spin Away</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 14 Apr 2008 23:45:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Out of control<br />On videotape...<br /><br />I am constantly amazed by how little taste my fellow students have.<br /><br />I am also amazed by how much I am like Chuck Klosterman, a fact that I hold with great disdain.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Wyvean</author>
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                <title>And Then We Think of Our Parents</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 06 Oct 2007 23:29:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i>Well whatever happened to them...</i><br />
<br />
Why hallo there, adoring public.<br />
<br />
1) I officially live in Brooklyn now. Being surrounded by pretentious hipsters isn't all that bad. I only act the part. I don't dress it. Skinny jeans are demonic.<br />
<br />
2) School's going well, I have a nice job, but money is still kind of tight. Time to reduce expenses, and get that fat loan too.<br />
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3) Oh yeah! I still don't have a fucking cell phone. Idiot Fedex guy dropped it off on my stoop. In the middle of Brooklyn. During the day. You can figure out the rest.<br />
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4) I just got back from the concert on Randall's Island, and let me tell you, HOLY SHIT. Wild Light, Les Savy Fav, Blonde Redhead, LCD Soundsystem, and THE ARCADE MOTHERFUCKING FIRE. My mind is still blown. Absolutely fantastic. My best to Win & Regine and all the rest in Europe. Oh, and happy birthday Will!<br />
<br />
5) If you're bored, and want new music, this is what you should be listening to:<br />
<br />
The Most Serene Republic - Population<br />
Stars - In Our Bedroom After the War<br />
Reverie Sound Review - Self-titled<br />
Broken Social Scene Presents: Kevin Drew - Spirit If...<br />
Menomena - Wet & Rusting<br />
Blonde Redhead - 23<br />
Okkervil River - The Stage Names<br />
Feist - The Reminder<br />
Band of Horses - Cease to Begin<br />
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Peace, love and all that jazz.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Wyvean</author>
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                <title>The Story So Far</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 11 May 2007 23:33:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Around 40-ish days without a blog post. I bet the internet missed me.<br />
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1) I got into LIU. It's going to cost me another $28,000 per year. And that's not including wherever I'm going to live. I don't really have that kind of money, which makes me slightly apprehensive.<br />
<br />
2) I'm home, which is nice, save for the complete desolation. I'm just bored, really really bored, which is why...<br />
<br />
3) I've been watching a lot of House. House is a great show. You should all watch House. I kind of want to be like House. Except for the cane. Being a cripple may have some perks, but I don't think I'm ready to give up a leg for it. Also, Cameron is super hot. Like... whoa.<br />
<br />
4) Speaking of hot, I was seeing a girl before I left school. I know, big surprise there. Imagine that *gloat gloat gloat.* We were kinda-sortas, meaning that there wasn't supposed to be any emotional attachment after we parted ways, since I'm never going back to UConn no way not ever. She got attached, I didn't. Does that make me an asshole (more so that I already am?). I don't really know.<br />
<br />
5) Spider-Man: Blue may be the greatest comic story ever told. It's what a big portion of Spider-Man 3 should have been. It's just so good.<br />
<br />
6) Things that aren't good. Spider-Man 3. Seriously, fuck Tobey McGuire for thinking he's above the role of an iconic superhero. Fuck Kirsten Dunst for having no rack, and being an awful Mary Jane. Fuck Sam Raimi for hating on Venom, yet despite this still including him in the movie. Fuck everyone for crying so damn much (Topher Grace gets a by on this one). Most of all, fuck the writers for making Gwen Stacy completely irrelevant. For SHAME.<br />
<br />
7) Mastodon is super-metal. 'Nuff said.<br />
<br />
8) Kurt Vonnegut died. Shed some tears.<br />
<br />
9) I'm working on a Sin City wallpaper right now. It's shaping up pretty nice. I might post a WIP, but I don't think DA would appreciate that. So you'll all have to sit with bated breath until I wrap it up.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Wyvean</author>
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                <title>I know you tried, I know your curse</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 30 Mar 2007 11:45:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i> I know your best was still your worst, when Hollywood was calling out your name...</i><br />
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The anxiety of waiting for my acceptance letter is hard to deal with. If I don't get in, I'm fucked, and I live in constant fear of fuckery. More than anything, I just want to know already. Hurry up.<br />
<br />
1) The Battlestar Galactica finale was, in a word, <i>the tits</i>. Great soundtrack, especially the "All Along the Watchtower" cover, and a gigantic reveal that left me going WTF. Srsly.<br />
<br />
2) The downside of that is: 9 months or more until Season 4. Ronald D. Moore, you're a tawdry bitch keeping me in suspense like this. I'm sure when BSG premiers in January, I'll need new pants.<br />
<br />
So, preemptively, you owe me a new pair of pants.<br />
<br />
3) I'm going to a swanky party tonight. Shirt and tie and slacks and black shoes affair. This will be followed by me getting hammered and wearing the aforementioned tie around my head. And perhaps a lampshade, if one is available<br />
<br />
4) Threadless makes some boss t-shirts. I want to buy more.<br />
<br />
5) There is no 5.<br />
<br />
6) I'm at the end of hard mode in Guitar Hero II, and it feels like a burly man bending me over and committing sodomy. At some point, this will cease to be fun.<br />
<br />
7) Dear UConn, thank you for dicking me over for housing. I'm hopefully not going to be back here next year; if that occurs,  I will care very little. However, if I do, and I live in a shit-pit, we're going to have words.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Wyvean</author>
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                <title>Springtime is Wartime</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2007 18:07:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ And I declare war on this academic institution. It truly is a wretched hive of scum and villainy, not unlike the Mos Eisley Cantina. My personal war will involve not stressing about shit that doesn't matter, performing excellently on the shit that does, and finally, getting the hell out of dodge as soon as possible.<br />
<br />
1) Break was relaxing, if not a little bit boring. Got some quality friend-time that really lifted my spirits. Got some serious game-time in with Gears of War and Geometry Wars. <3 Xbox360.<br />
<br />
2) I'm back at school and ready to kill. Fuck the work, I hate this place.<br />
<br />
3) It seems that I'm in line to get a large sum of money from my loans. Now I no longer have to pretend I'm poor and can more easily travel to the city/home, if it suits me.<br />
<br />
4) St. Patrick's Day is this weekend, and I'm thinking a serious New York adventure. I'll need to talk to some people, but I should be able to get completely hammered and not have to worry about anything. Good times.<br />
<br />
5) I ordered some new Threadless t-shirts, and I got some new jeans, and a haircut. I could totally be a scenester if I wanted to.<br />
<br />
6) New Galactica tonight. It doesn't get much better.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Wyvean</author>
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                <title>We're as Ghosts in This</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 07 Mar 2007 18:16:44 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I really, really need a rock. Someone or something to hold onto, to keep myself grounded when things get dicey. <br />
<br />
Because, right now, my life is pretty much fucked.<br />
<br />
Well, okay, that's being melodramatic. I'm not really all that fucked. I don't have a terminal illness, I haven't just been hit by a car, and I haven't lost everything in a failed pyramid scheme. I haven't committed a major felony, nor have I managed to piss off the mob.<br />
<br />
I guess things could be worse.<br />
<br />
However, the lack of truly bad tidings doesn't automatically make things all great. Neutrality isn't a substitute for positives, and that's all I really feel my time amounts to. Most days are just days; nothing particularly good or bad happens. They just pass. Time and again, though, I'll hear a piece of music or see part of a film, and my heart will sink, and really, that's how I know things aren't playing into my favor.<br />
<br />
Change is coming though, and while I have the highest hopes, there exists the distinct possibility that things will only get worse, and I don't think I can handle that.<br />
<br />
Apologies for ambiguity, but this is D-a people; not even my life belongs to me.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Wyvean</author>
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                <title>I Had a Friend Who Screamed All the Time</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 01 Mar 2007 09:57:12 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Thank god this week is over.<br />
<br />
1) 12 page shot analyses are not fun to write, especially when they're on movies you don't particularly enjoy. Even moreso when you pull on all-nighter to one-shot them.<br />
<br />
2) My application to Long Island University is now sent. Now comes the dreadfully long waiting game.<br />
<br />
3) Ted Koppel gives interesting speeches. Writing a report on said speeches, not so much.<br />
<br />
4) I get to go home tomorrow. Yay for blissful laziness. I've worked my ass off; I deserve it.<br />
<br />
5) I also deserve a shower, but there is currently no hot water.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Wyvean</author>
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                <title>Why...</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 26 Feb 2007 10:26:42 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ...can't I set my deviant type as "Cylon?"<br />
<br />
That'd be pretty much amazing.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Wyvean</author>
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                <title>The Words Rumble from Under the Thunder</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 22 Feb 2007 16:55:33 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The saga continues!<br />
<br />
1) I basically slept all day. Woke up at 1 this afternoon, proceeded to do nothing, went back to sleep instead of going to class, just woke up and now its dinner time. Life is good.<br />
<br />
2) Except for the fact that I have a shit ton of work to do this weekend. I'm supposed to go to a party in New Britain on Saturday, but I'll probably bail. I mean, who wants to get trashed when they could be studying instead?<br />
<br />
3) Salad bitch better not be working tonight, or else we're gonna have words.<br />
<br />
4) Really should send in my LIU application tonight. That's on my list of "good ideas" I've had recently.<br />
<br />
5) On my list of "bad ideas" is having my Notorious shot analysis two weeks late and still not started. I should really bring myself to do that.<br />
<br />
6) This whole Lauren situation is starting to get bothersome. I thought there might be something there, but as always, wrong-o, and now I'm woefully bitter. I can't even talk to her like I used to, I get so down. And this is the person I'll be living with in a few months. <br />
<br />
Q: Am I fucked?<br />
<br />
A: You are SO fucked.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Wyvean</author>
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                <title>I am Destroyer, I am Lover</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 21 Feb 2007 18:50:38 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, today happened.<br />
<br />
1) Up at 6 a.m. after a paltry four hours of sleep to get work done for my Journalism class. 3 news leads and 2 obits, plus two weeks of NY Times articles. Joy.<br />
<br />
2) Editor thought my assignments were really well done, which made me happy. I feed off praise. <br />
<br />
3) Got my midterm + final in Film Genres. I get to write a screenplay. A motherfucking film noir screenplay. That tickles me a bit. And by "tickles" I mean, "oh man, I am gonna tear some shit up."<br />
<br />
4) Watched Hitchcock's "Strangers on a Train" in World Film tonight. The man can do no wrong. Except for "Spellbound"...<br />
and "Frenzy."<br />
<br />
5) I can actually RELAX tonight. WoW here I come. The addiction continues.<br />
<br />
6) The Decemberists are what get me through each and every day. Kinda sad.<br />
<br />
7) Will I sleep tonight? Tune in at 12 to find out?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Wyvean</author>
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                <title>I'm the Anchorperson on TV, Going La-Dee-Da-Dee-Da</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 20 Feb 2007 19:40:07 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, today happened.<br />
<br />
1) Woman at the salad-shop over-dressed my Caesar salad. If I hadn't left my machine gun arms and chainsaw legs at home, there would have been trouble.<br />
<br />
2) Law & Order is on right after Face/Off. Twofer.<br />
<br />
3) Shadow of a Doubt is an amazing movie. It'd be even more amazing if I didn't have to write ANOTHER paper on it.<br />
<br />
4) 2 weeks until break. Oh god, oh god, let me live until then.<br />
<br />
5) I've been severely neglecting my videogame time. FFXII taunts me, and I'm starting to get out of practice with my Guitar Hero styling. This must be rectified.<br />
<br />
6) My insomnia had been getting progressively worse. Concordantly, so has my apathy towards the world.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Wyvean</author>
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                <title>HAI GAIZ!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 18 Feb 2007 22:22:01 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, like, I totally went through all the effort of editing my profile so you could all see how interesting and creative and cool I am. Not gonna lie, I'm a pretty rad dude. Grovel.<br />
<br />
Then I got to thinking... what exactly am I going to use this Deviant-Art page for? I'm not an artist. I'm a writer; a journalist specifically. There's really only so many times I could post, "Today there was a fire," before it gets boring. <br />
<br />
In fact, its pretty much boring right now.<br />
<br />
So, maybe you kids will get something swanky. You probably won't, but that's okay. This is Deviant-fucking-Art. Go somewhere else for swank.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Wyvean</author>
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