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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>I like taking apart pens just to put them back together.</description><title>Late Night Fiction</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @latenightfiction)</generator><link>http://latenightfiction.com/</link><item><title>the sleep-deprivation might be on purpose now.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;the sleep-deprivation might be on purpose now.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://latenightfiction.com/post/17650520605</link><guid>http://latenightfiction.com/post/17650520605</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Feb 2012 03:31:51 -0500</pubDate><category>personal</category></item><item><title>Went 27GB over my monthly internet allowance</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Tumblr, you don’t help.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://latenightfiction.com/post/16809457511</link><guid>http://latenightfiction.com/post/16809457511</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 Jan 2012 01:42:21 -0500</pubDate><category>internet</category><category>aircards</category><category>suck</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyfdeyFl3V1qb2txlo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://latenightfiction.com/post/16538611670</link><guid>http://latenightfiction.com/post/16538611670</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Jan 2012 16:37:46 -0500</pubDate><category>kurt vonnegut</category><category>bluebeard</category><category>vonnegut</category><category>books</category><category>text</category><category>reading</category></item><item><title>complications</title><description>&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvaxrtNlno1qb2txlo1_r1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://modern.latenightmotion.com/listen.php"&gt;complications&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://latenightfiction.com/post/14570648480</link><guid>http://latenightfiction.com/post/14570648480</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Dec 2011 13:15:06 -0500</pubDate><category>35mm</category><category>girl</category><category>photo</category><category>concepts</category></item><item><title>Winter Solstice - 2</title><description>&lt;p&gt;These solitary nights&lt;br/&gt;Surrounded by people&lt;br/&gt;Where I miss the warmth of you&lt;br/&gt;And waking up to look forward to.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://latenightfiction.com/post/14543403741</link><guid>http://latenightfiction.com/post/14543403741</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Dec 2011 21:56:00 -0500</pubDate><category>poetry</category><category>personal</category><category>writing</category></item><item><title>Watching Italians make lasagna</title><description>&lt;p&gt;“Shit” is the mom’s favorite English word.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://latenightfiction.com/post/14339371713</link><guid>http://latenightfiction.com/post/14339371713</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Dec 2011 23:00:16 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>no school.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvayrdWRNb1qb2txlo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashstuf.com/flash/trampoline"&gt;no school&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://latenightfiction.com/post/13416491561</link><guid>http://latenightfiction.com/post/13416491561</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Nov 2011 15:53:06 -0500</pubDate><category>35mm</category><category>in a car</category><category>concepts</category><category>idea</category></item><item><title>opened eyes.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvay78AIdm1qb2txlo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="https://plus.google.com/photos/109663926306224844527/albums/5672446355772561777/5672446357188774210"&gt;opened eyes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://latenightfiction.com/post/13400238799</link><guid>http://latenightfiction.com/post/13400238799</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Nov 2011 09:35:05 -0500</pubDate><category>trees</category><category>buildings</category><category>35mm</category><category>concepts</category><category>idea</category></item><item><title>when I get homei’ll have big speakersto piss off the neighborsand flutter my weeskers.oh how I...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;when I get home&lt;br/&gt;i’ll have big speakers&lt;br/&gt;to piss off the neighbors&lt;br/&gt;and flutter my weeskers.&lt;br/&gt;oh how I can’t wait&lt;br/&gt;to play from my phonograph&lt;br/&gt;songs to make me smile&lt;br/&gt;while you sit upon my mustache.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://latenightfiction.com/post/13379409989</link><guid>http://latenightfiction.com/post/13379409989</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Nov 2011 21:50:52 -0500</pubDate><category>writing</category><category>poetry</category><category>poem</category><category>verse</category><category>mustache rides</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lv75d7S8Jk1qb2txlo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://latenightfiction.com/post/13283474383</link><guid>http://latenightfiction.com/post/13283474383</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Nov 2011 22:22:19 -0500</pubDate><category>writing</category><category>poetry</category><category>prose</category></item><item><title>Real christmas list</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;some books&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;more LPs&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;a hundred Pilot V5 pens&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;a hundred composition books/pads of paper/assorted sized moleskine notebooks&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;easel&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;canvases&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;35mm film&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;money to develop said film&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;studio monitors&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;a piano&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://latenightfiction.com/post/13276048059</link><guid>http://latenightfiction.com/post/13276048059</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Nov 2011 19:21:35 -0500</pubDate><category>christmas list</category><category>christmas</category><category>improbable</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lufk2x8H581qb2txlo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://latenightfiction.com/post/12590216182</link><guid>http://latenightfiction.com/post/12590216182</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Nov 2011 00:47:20 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>from Modern Reason, “Ennui (Intro)” | Late Night...</title><description>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://assets.tumblr.com/swf/audio_player_black.swf?audio_file=http://www.tumblr.com/audio_file/12403031719/tumblr_lu8083G09o1qb2txl&amp;color=FFFFFF&amp;logo=soundcloud" height="27" width="207" quality="best" wmode="opaque"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/late-night-motion/ennui-intro#utm_campaign=autoshare&amp;utm_content=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Flate-night-motion%2Fennui-intro&amp;utm_medium=tumblr&amp;utm_source=soundcloud&amp;utm_term=20111106"&gt;from Modern Reason, “Ennui (Intro)”&lt;/a&gt; | Late Night Motion&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://latenightfiction.com/post/12403031719</link><guid>http://latenightfiction.com/post/12403031719</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Nov 2011 23:55:15 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lt2ndzdWVf1qb2txlo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://latenightfiction.com/post/11445427107</link><guid>http://latenightfiction.com/post/11445427107</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Oct 2011 15:56:23 -0400</pubDate><category>writing</category><category>poetry</category><category>art</category></item><item><title>"I don’t agree nor mind what really goes on with most politics. Sure, I have opinions on certain..."</title><description>“I don’t agree nor mind what really goes on with most politics. Sure, I have opinions on certain issues but as a whole all I really dedicate energy to is living my own life to the best I possibly can. I don’t particularly agree with riots or anything of the sort because they come from a place of anger and anxiety rather than a place of confidence and understanding. EVERYONE in this world is afraid of change and if radical shifts are ever to occur, it’ll happen naturally and gracefully, not by force and violence. I believe in living my own life and not getting attached to expectations of what I consider a “perfect Utopia”, because that will always lead to an unrestfulness. I accept life as the Way It Is because that’s how it’s Meant To Be at this time. We’re all supposed to be learning lessons about ourselves and each other, and the only way that’s gonna happen is if negative things happen as well as positive. It’s just the balance of the Universe.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Nick Pittsinger, AKA &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/shamantis"&gt;Shamantis&lt;/a&gt;, AKA &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/halonova"&gt;Halo Nova&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://latenightfiction.com/post/10727122613</link><guid>http://latenightfiction.com/post/10727122613</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Sep 2011 10:14:17 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>poortaste:

Atmosphere - Sunshine 
via calicarl
</title><description>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://assets.tumblr.com/swf/audio_player_black.swf?audio_file=http://www.tumblr.com/audio_file/7326145548/tumblr_lnx8m73yVD1qzuh0w&amp;color=FFFFFF" height="27" width="207" quality="best" wmode="opaque"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://beatsandbuds.com/post/7306968181"&gt;poortaste&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Atmosphere - Sunshine &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;via &lt;a href="http://calicarl.tumblr.com/post/7306724718"&gt;calicarl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://latenightfiction.com/post/7326145548</link><guid>http://latenightfiction.com/post/7326145548</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Jul 2011 22:08:41 -0400</pubDate><category>music</category><category>atmosphere</category></item><item><title>It’s one of those nights where you don’t want to go to sleep because all you’re...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;It’s one of those nights where you don’t want to go to sleep because all you’re doing is waiting till the morning to get in a car and go somewhere. Why not just leave now?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And then no one wants to “&lt;em&gt;run your life&lt;/em&gt;“ but you’re graduating in a year and this date is what holds your true freedom and perhaps your life will finally start then; maybe you can make a decision on your own then— like a &lt;em&gt;big one&lt;/em&gt;. A high-stakes, all-fucking-in decision that you’ve been sheltered from making all your life. And all that is for me is ditching my car and most of my belongings, not getting a mac as a gift, and getting the fuck on a one-way train for the city I love.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://latenightfiction.com/post/7220943384</link><guid>http://latenightfiction.com/post/7220943384</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Jul 2011 02:55:37 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>With the way technology has been going, I’ve started to deviate. I’ve been using...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;With the way technology has been going, I’ve started to deviate. I’ve been using computers all my life and I’ve always used them for computery things. I don’t use them for everything, but what they’re good at I make sure to take advantage of.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But I see where things are going and it’s really done it for me. So I bought a typewriter and copped my mom’s turntable. I started buying books (and reading them) and good notebooks (and good pens to write in them). And overall I’ve tended towards what some people would call nostalgia but what I would simply call &lt;em&gt;not-computers&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Being around them my whole life has I think given me an appreciation for everything that doesn’t exist on a feeble LCD screen. Like a book with pages I can turn, not click. Words I can scribble over, not backspace. Music that I can touch.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I could sit here and read this essay online, but I don’t need a computer to read. An old-fashioned piece of paper will get the job done. It’s like everyone wants a computer that does it all these days. And in the future, when we can go to our local store to buy an android to be our maid or babysitter or slave, I see the populace saying “ooh” and “ahh” with glazed eyes and salivating mouths; with premonitions of a greatly improved life now that technology has continued to propel us into the future. I don’t think many see how unnecessary it will be, and by that time, no doubt, how inessential we’ve made our humanity.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://latenightfiction.com/post/7098317283</link><guid>http://latenightfiction.com/post/7098317283</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Jun 2011 19:11:32 -0400</pubDate><category>technology</category><category>future</category><category>computers</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnkrpvNZHI1qb2txlo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://latenightfiction.com/post/7060948105</link><guid>http://latenightfiction.com/post/7060948105</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Jun 2011 19:25:07 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>found new uses for the word “duh;” used it successfully.
also,
dug up my mom’s old...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;found new uses for the word “duh;” used it successfully.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;also,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;dug up my mom’s old turntable in the basement while I was home this week. just need a new needle and I’ll be able to play the record I bought in Philly last weekend.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;seriously, being able to &lt;em&gt;hold&lt;/em&gt; my  music just makes me piss my pants with joy.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://latenightfiction.com/post/6858267022</link><guid>http://latenightfiction.com/post/6858267022</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Jun 2011 03:09:38 -0400</pubDate><category>duh</category><category>it's a fucking record</category><category>fuck mp3's</category><category>piss my pants</category></item></channel></rss>

