﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>PercussionS's Xanga</title><link>http://percussions.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from PercussionS</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://percussions.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>Goodbye, Newville~</title><link>http://percussions.xanga.com/644366179/goodbye-newville/</link><guid>http://percussions.xanga.com/644366179/goodbye-newville/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Feb 2008 05:16:43 GMT</pubDate><description>Damn. I really am a horrible Xanga owner. I moved from Xanga to myspace, and now slowly and leaving myspace for facebook. What a world! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;By the way, the 2007 faire season ROCKED. And now I am home in Whiteall.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Goodbye, Newville! I am studying massage therapy and hoping to get a job at Olan Mills Photography. We'll see how it goes. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ok, update, DONE!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~S~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://percussions.xanga.com/644366179/goodbye-newville/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Newville</title><link>http://percussions.xanga.com/562134539/newville/</link><guid>http://percussions.xanga.com/562134539/newville/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Jan 2007 03:08:34 GMT</pubDate><description>Soooo...I, like many, am a horrible xanga owner. It's abandonded and neglected. Le sigh. Not completely forgotten though. So anyway, HAPPY NEW YEAR! For anyone who wondered, I live no longer in Kinzers with Dana, but in Newville with Amanda! That's right, I went from 'Nowhere, PA' with an awesome roomate to 'Nowhere PA, Part 2' with an equally awesome roomate! Ahh..I'm such a friggin' gypsy.&amp;nbsp; Here's to hoping I'll stay put for more then 6 months.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~S~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://percussions.xanga.com/562134539/newville/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>One Weekend Left</title><link>http://percussions.xanga.com/540909966/one-weekend-left/</link><guid>http://percussions.xanga.com/540909966/one-weekend-left/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Oct 2006 20:17:24 GMT</pubDate><description>
											
												
												

												

												
												Wow,
has this faire season flown by, or what? Looking back, I wish I would
have catalogued more of it in my blogs, but lacking internet access
sort of made that difficult. Although, lets be honest...I've become
such a slacker, I probably wouldn't have written much anyway. Mores the
pity. Still, it's been a great season. A great year...well, half year.&amp;nbsp;
I moved out to Lancaster in April and now October is quickly coming to
a close. Damn. There were so many things that happened...so much
personal growth and events that have affected who I've become. I hope I
don't forget. &lt;br&gt;More then ever my blog name is accurate, because I
feel I'm constantly  changing. Where I am now is not where I thought I'd
be, but all in all, not a bad place.&amp;nbsp; I've been single for over four
years now and it was really wearing on me. For a while I enjoyed it,
simply because my previous relationship had become frustrating towards
the end. That wore off and then I was lonely and missing having
someone. Whine whine whine. That led into me constantly crushing on
various people, though none ever lasted or produced anything other then
longing sighs. Now I've finally come to terms with it. Took long
enough. Now, as a matter of fact, I'm quite comfortable with it. I've
come out of my shell so much that I can finally flirt instead of
fleeing to corners or looking down at my feet when approached by guys.
Not that I want to become some sort of tease or heart breaker or
anything of the sort, just that I like being confident in myself and
not having to worry about being tie  purpose.
Never the case. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Blargh, I'd forgotten how prone to rambling I am once I get going. Sorrry.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway,
come end of faire I shall be moving once again, being the real life
gypsy I am, and will be living with Amanda out in Newville. I'm both
looking forward to this and dreading it. Looking forward because Yay!
Amanda! She is awesome, and she has internet. It'll be great to live
with someone my own age, just her and I and the turtles, and to be able
to go out and do stuff as we will. But Dreading because I really enjoy
living with Dana.&amp;nbsp; This past 6 months has really, as stated, helped me
grow as a person, and I'll miss the sense of family I have living
there. The Lancaster country side is beautiful and I've grown so
comfortable looking out my window to see cows. Also, I'm still close to
most faire folks there....Newville is even farther away...from
everything. Still, my inner Sagittarian tells me it's time to move on.
And so I shall. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There is one weekend left folks, and here's to making it a most memorable one....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~S~&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; </description><comments>http://percussions.xanga.com/540909966/one-weekend-left/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Still not dead..</title><link>http://percussions.xanga.com/525110495/still-not-dead/</link><guid>http://percussions.xanga.com/525110495/still-not-dead/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Sep 2006 18:48:27 GMT</pubDate><description>Nope, alive but tired. I have a job now you see. A job where in I have to get up hella early and drag my tired butt all over PA to photograph kids in schools. That's right, I work for Lifetouch...and when I'm not getting up at 5 in the morning for work, I'm getting up at 7 for the PA Renfaire (which all of you need to attend, by the by). Between the two of them, I am one tired Quiche.&amp;nbsp; But I now have a stable paycheck from a job that's not waitressing or retail or burger flipping. It's a career type job. That pays in the double digits. You know you're green with envy. But that's what's up and that, compined with limited library internet access, is pretty much why I seem to have vanished. And so, once more, off I go, 3..2..1...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;~S~</description><comments>http://percussions.xanga.com/525110495/still-not-dead/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>I'm not dead.</title><link>http://percussions.xanga.com/505683539/im-not-dead/</link><guid>http://percussions.xanga.com/505683539/im-not-dead/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Jul 2006 17:49:49 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;I'm not dead. I've just had limitd access to the internet and was sadley seduced by myspace. HOW'ERE! I have not abandoned xanga. No. It has seen me through too long for me to give up on it now. Also, I wish to post this.....&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;HOUSE WARMING PARTY!!!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;That's right folks. Dana and I have finally set a date for our long over-due housewarming party, and that date is...*drumroll please...* Sunday July 30! From 2pm until whenever!&amp;nbsp; Because I think she said it so well when she posted her message about it on the BlackFryar board, I am just gonna re-post what Dana said (with a few edits cause not all 'yall are blackfryars)!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;"Just a few notes . I live in Kinzers, which is right next to&lt;BR&gt;Intercourse, PA. I will post directions. I will need everybody&lt;BR&gt;attending to bring one item. I don't care what the item is, but I will make a list on specific needs. If you are under 21 and attending, you will not be drinking. My children will be there, an ex pagan will be there, and an off duty police officer who would like to enjoy his day off will be there, so, if you are under 21 and have intensions of drinking,.. don't come. With that being said, it will be a lovely afternoon into the evening BBQ with (crosses fingers)... a pool table, volleyball, horseshoes, and Karaoke. Oh I almost forgot, one request that I have. If our directors show up, please try to refrain from presenting show ideas to them or "talking shop" in general, I am sure they would like to be off duty and have a good time as well. Thanks,&lt;BR&gt;I hope most of you if not all can attend. Later ~~ Dana~~ "&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Since this is&amp;nbsp;xanga which nearly anyone can view, I will NOT be posting directions. You must message me for more details, such as the list of things needed, directions and the like. It's nothing personal, but I want to really -know- the people that are coming, and I don't just give out my address to every Tom Dick and Jane who has access to the internet. So yes. Mark it on your calanders and get back to me (If you are not a BlackFryar, that is..that is being taken care of on the Yahoo board!) and I'll see ya'll soon!~&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;~S~&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://percussions.xanga.com/505683539/im-not-dead/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, May 05, 2006</title><link>http://percussions.xanga.com/481000266/item/</link><guid>http://percussions.xanga.com/481000266/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 May 2006 01:38:33 GMT</pubDate><description>You know, life had been going, basically, pretty swell.&amp;nbsp; I should have
taken that as a sign that something sucky was going to happen, and sure
enough, it did. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It was a good day. I'd gotten some stuff done
and made a list to go shopping. I'd talked to mom earlier and gotten
some recipies for my fave meals, and was going to make dinner tonight.
Beef Stroganoff. Dana had been at her dad's all day and could use the
break.&amp;nbsp; And so, off I go to the local Super Wal*Mart. I was so proud of
myself because I had a list, and I was sticking to it, resisting
temptation of buying extranious things. I even had coupons! Tucked in
my wallet, they were little pieces of paper that made me feel all grown
up for using them.&amp;nbsp; I perused the dairy isle, comparing prices of OJ,
and checking the coupons for cresent rolls and then sour cream. Put
wallet back in purse, put purse in cart. Pushed cart all of 15 feet
over to the front of the soda isle. Squatted down to grab some seltzer
water. Pushed cart to chip aisle. Went to check coupon for chips. My
wallet was noticably not in my purse. Frantic searching of cart and
then dairy aisle produced nothing. Went to customer service and
reported it missing, giving them my number in case it turned up. Put
refrigerated foods back. Re-traced steps and combed over every inch of
dairy aisle. Several times. Waited an hour. Put the rest of the food
back. Came home and cancelled debit card.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;F*CK! F*CKITY F*CK F*CK F*CK!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;People
are really assholes sometimes. Now, if my wallet turns up, and it turns
out I really did just misplace it, I'll eat those words. But I have a
hunch these shifty looking teens who had been near my when I picked up
my seltzer water probably took it. The jerk-faces. This pisses me off
like whoa. I had EVERYTHING in that wallet. My debit card, my liscence,
my social security card, my AAA card, my health insurance cards, my
voter registration, a slip from my check book with both my checking AND
savings account numbers on them, not to mention a bunch of personal
memorable stuff like ticket stubs that have signfigance only to me.&amp;nbsp; I
seriously hope I'm just a bumbling klutz and that someone finds it
while cleaning up tonight, but I dunno. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;F*ck.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This
ruined my plans of going to Dad's for karaoke. Now not only can I not drive
there, but I have no money to buy drinks (which I could really use) or
any way of proving I'm over 21. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Damnit all,&lt;br&gt;~S~</description><comments>http://percussions.xanga.com/481000266/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sicky sick sick sick.</title><link>http://percussions.xanga.com/469281444/sicky-sick-sick-sick/</link><guid>http://percussions.xanga.com/469281444/sicky-sick-sick-sick/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Apr 2006 01:38:08 GMT</pubDate><description>Ugh. I did not know that one nose could RUN this much.&amp;nbsp; I am sick, utterly.&amp;nbsp; Dana's littlest, Draven, had been sick prior, and guess who caught it? This girl. Of course, I am not blaming him. You can't blame little kids for stuff like this...but&amp;nbsp; GALL DARN I hate being sick. It's not the flu, but it's a damn bad cold.&amp;nbsp; My throat is sore (Well, it has been for a while...not enough humidity in the air) my nose either runs like a race horse or is stuffed like a pig in a blanket, or some other bad analogy.&amp;nbsp; I've been coughing, but not that bad. Trying to keep my fluids up, which is hard as our water hasn't actually been tested and approved for human consumption.&amp;nbsp; After some debate and a parched throat, I bit the bullet and have been drinking tap water and making tea like no one's business. I may die of some strange amish country illness, but I'll be hydrated, dang it!&lt;br&gt;And being sick, all I want to do is curl up in my and be miserable, but if I do that, all I'll do is focus on the sickness, and I'll only feel worse. So instead, I decided to clean. Dana's been having a hard time of it lately (As she likes to say "If it wasn't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all".) and she's gone tonight, so I thought it'd be nice to clean up, best I could, the downstairs for her. She could use the break, and it kept my mind of how crappy I felt until the meds could kick in. I still don't feel all that peachy, but the SleepyTime tea helped my throat and Kendell Payne is soothing my soul. Plus, I managed to make myself eat...only a salad, but it was something.&amp;nbsp; That's one thing about being sick...your appitite goes right to crap, but you need to eat to keep up your strenght.&amp;nbsp; Haha, sickness! I know how you work! I'll whip you yet! I have tons if VitC going into me in some form or another, and I will drink and eat and get better, because darn it, I have a job to do! Or at least, I think I do. I may end up being a nanny, and we have orientation tomrrow. I can't be all falling down ill for it. So wellness! I will be well! Think positive! And pray for me, because I think I may have some kind of leak in my nose..it's running again, and I may soon run out of fluids, at this rate. x.x&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Clutching my tea,&lt;br&gt;~S~&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://percussions.xanga.com/469281444/sicky-sick-sick-sick/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Amish Country</title><link>http://percussions.xanga.com/468205706/amish-country/</link><guid>http://percussions.xanga.com/468205706/amish-country/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Apr 2006 17:28:55 GMT</pubDate><description>So here I am, in my new home out in Kinzers PA.&amp;nbsp; I am smack dab in the middle of Amish country, and I kid you not.&amp;nbsp; My landlord is Amish.&amp;nbsp; So is my neighbor. They have horses, ponies and chickens. CHICKENS.&amp;nbsp; I can't even describe how cute they are, all fat and feathery and strutting around the yard.&amp;nbsp; I want one.&amp;nbsp; And a goat.&amp;nbsp; And hey, we have the yard for it, fenced in and everything! We need two gates though, as ours have gone missing. Oh well.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;Living with Dana and her family (Husband Dave, kids Zak-12, Devin-10, Draven-4) is like a permanent sleepover. They are great, but I promised her I wouldn't really talk about her on my blogs, as she requested I didn't. So you won't be hearing much more about them, besides the fact they rock. The kids think I am some kind of super artist, which has made my ego swell like crazy, and the littlest one has been sick, which has been rough on all of us. Pray for his well being please. &lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;They have animals too. A cat named Niki who is the sweetest thing and actually comes when you call her, and a dog named Shep who is a German Shepard/Huskey mix, and really likes being underfoot. He's under my chair as I type right now, but he's bascially a good boy.&lt;br&gt;I'm looking for a job right now, and there are tons of want ads in the paper, so it shouldn't be too hard. I'm not gonna slack off like I did last year. I want a job before the end of this month, to start building up my poor drained bank account.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I don't want to wind up owing my parents all this money like I did last year. Ah well. &lt;br&gt;On a more uninteresting note, my internet access will be limited. For this month at least, we are using dial-up, the home phone line, and I need to share it with all the folks here. We have to use my laptop because their PC's modem is being a dork and not wanting to work. Dumb thing. Hopefully by next month we'll have money AND cable...internet and tv. We'll see. In the meantime, if you want to get in contact with me, know I won't respond to e-mails that quickly. Cell is easier to reach me by. Blahblahblah. Ok. that's it for now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Turning Amish,&lt;br&gt;~S~&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://percussions.xanga.com/468205706/amish-country/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Can you guess who, it's a mystery.</title><link>http://percussions.xanga.com/465028602/can-you-guess-who-its-a-mystery/</link><guid>http://percussions.xanga.com/465028602/can-you-guess-who-its-a-mystery/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Mar 2006 22:19:15 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;p&gt;RULES: Write a statement intended for 14 different people.&amp;nbsp; NEVER TELL which one is for who.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Addendum: Screw that, 20 different people are getting a statement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
(I stole this from Maddie!) Some folks may not be on myspace or xanga,
but they get a statement anyway. Also, please only guess your own. If
you think you know who someone else is, keep it to yourself please!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
1. You are one of my favorite people in the world, and a huge
inspiration to me. It's amazing how one small person can make such an
impact. Rock on! Plus, you have good taste in men, heh.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2. You are crazy and wierd and aggrivating at times, but also
brilliant in your own way. I respect what you do, simply because you
get off your butt and do it an keep at it. &lt;br&gt;
PS. Sorry about your mom's carpet. I swear I didn't know I'd stepped in anything!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;3. It sucks I didn't get to know you better during the past year,
but we are starting to make up for that now, which rules, because
you're an awesome person. I just won't ever take directions from you
again.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
4. You are my personal All-American Rejects song.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;5. I love you like a brother and hate not having you around. Stop
being so far away!&amp;nbsp; Still though, it makes the times I get to see
you all the more awesome.&amp;nbsp; If you come to faire this year there
just might be a kilt in it for you!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6. You've been my best friend for years now, and even though our
strong personalities clash from time to time, you know I still love you
like a sister.&amp;nbsp; You are so amazingly talented that it boggles the
mind, and just seeing how far you've come as a person is incredible.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;7. I enjoy freaking you out because it's just so gosh darned easy.
You'd think, considering your own behavior, it'd be more difficult, but
nope! Don't ever change. :)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;8. You opened my mind to new things in the short time we had
together, and I wish we hadn't that rift between us these past 3
years.&amp;nbsp; Now that we are talking again, I really want to be able to
hang out and make up for lost time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;9. When I am around you, you make me happy. It's just something
about who you are that&amp;nbsp; lets me relax and open up.&amp;nbsp; Thanks
for making me feel included and for making me laugh.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;10.&amp;nbsp; You're like a puppy that humps people's legs. I want to
smack you with a newspaper, but you're just so darned cute, I can't
bring myself to do it.&amp;nbsp; We've just had bad timing when it comes to
having feelings about each other, but I'm glad we are still friends.
You'll find the right girl someday, I'm sure of it!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;11. You were such a good friend to me, and I miss what we had.&amp;nbsp;
You've gone and changed so much, in many ways, and I'm not even sure if
the person I knew is still buried there somewhere.&amp;nbsp; I love you and
it hurts to think about the fact that I'm slowly loosing you, and that
it's partly my fault.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;12.&amp;nbsp; I'm so proud of what you're acomplishing, considering your
slacker past.&amp;nbsp; I'm glad for what we had in the past and what we
have now.&amp;nbsp; I hope we continue to stay in touch and watch each
other grow as people, until we are old and gray and can recount
'Remember when..?'&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;13. I still can remember the day we met.&amp;nbsp; I was so flattered by
what you thought of me, and I'm glad you and your friend approached me,
because look what's come of it!&amp;nbsp; You are such a fun person to be
around, and I'm glad I can help you open up a bit in social situations.
Karaoke, anyone? &lt;br&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;14. We met and formed bonds of friendship under unusual
circumstances, but our relationship is refined by the fires of drama,
and came out all the stronger! I am so glad I met you, and every little
text message from you puts a smile on my face.&amp;nbsp; Call me every five
minutes!&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;15. You're a little bit of a bastard, but I like you anway. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;16. You've become such an awesome, godly man sometimes I am sorry I
ever let you get away.&amp;nbsp; Plus, you can rock Wolverine hair like
noone's business.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;17.&amp;nbsp; Are the amish ready for the two of us and the riff-raff we'll bring? &amp;gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;18. Were you really checking me out? Really? Me?&amp;nbsp; This blows my mind just a skosh.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;19.&amp;nbsp; I don't hate you. I don't hate anyone. But I really don't
like you. All you would have had to have said was 'sorry' and I would
have known what you ment, but you didn't even do that, did you? Plus
you have a lisp, so there.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;20.&amp;nbsp; You would always laugh at my jokes, no matter if they were
dumb or not.&amp;nbsp; And really laugh, not fake laugh.&amp;nbsp; That forever
marks you as an awesome individual in my book, and I really miss seeing
you.&amp;nbsp; You're so beautiful, inside and out,&amp;nbsp; I hope you
realize that.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Start guessing!&lt;br&gt;
~S~&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;
~S~&lt;br&gt;
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