I think it may be time to say good-bye to Xanga. It has been 6 years and 4 months (!) and it seems I am the last person left alive. Xanga has always served more of a social purpose for me, as I have my private journal and close friends in which to truly confide, and with no one left to listen, I should probably stop talking to myself.
Six years...that is nearly a third of my life! Scary.