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In an effort to stop censoring myself, I'm actually going to blather on about something that's bugging me. The whole letting it fester in my brain plan didn't work before, so I don't know why I kept going with that plan. Other than the fact that it's easier and less messy, short term.
For the most part, I'm not a fan of myspace. If you hadn't caught onto that by now, please pay attention, dammit. Anyway, I realize that while I'm one of the last holdouts on the planet, a lot of people I like don't feel the same way. So when I'm bored, I occasionally see how many of them have caved and joined the evil.
Which always breaks out the amusement or the drama. You'd think I'd learn. Maybe I have and I just crave the adrenaline rush of the world tilting to the side and threatening to overwhelm me. Could be.
First we found the ex I mentioned yesterday. Found an old friend and then had the brilliant idea to check and see if the boyfriend had ever changed his. Because him being listed as single bugged me for reasons I'm sure are somehow obvious and yet... I'd feel silly asking him about it. Plus I was then distracted by the knowledge that my brother had joined the cult.
Yes. The boyfriend had changed his all around. Still not eyes bleeding and the world is ending background. Yay. Only now the here for bit lists dating and serious relationships.
I damn near did a spit take. On the one hand, it's just myspace. On the other hand, it's a total WTF moment.
So then I thought I'd ask someone who actually uses her myspace to see if she'd be bugged if she were me.
When she was making strangling motions, I got the idea the answer was yes. Only moreso.
The plus side? His height? Total lie. On a good day, maybe. But there's no way he's just an inch shorter than I am. No. Fucking. Way.
I did the only thing I could do. Other than ask a crazy person if I was going crazy. I emailed him [as it was 7am and I'm not calling]. He replied with, "yeah, I have one, gimme yours and I'll add you."
I guess I was too subtle. Huh. So we tried again.
I'm in the mood to destroy something.
For the most part, I'm not a fan of myspace. If you hadn't caught onto that by now, please pay attention, dammit. Anyway, I realize that while I'm one of the last holdouts on the planet, a lot of people I like don't feel the same way. So when I'm bored, I occasionally see how many of them have caved and joined the evil.
Which always breaks out the amusement or the drama. You'd think I'd learn. Maybe I have and I just crave the adrenaline rush of the world tilting to the side and threatening to overwhelm me. Could be.
First we found the ex I mentioned yesterday. Found an old friend and then had the brilliant idea to check and see if the boyfriend had ever changed his. Because him being listed as single bugged me for reasons I'm sure are somehow obvious and yet... I'd feel silly asking him about it. Plus I was then distracted by the knowledge that my brother had joined the cult.
Yes. The boyfriend had changed his all around. Still not eyes bleeding and the world is ending background. Yay. Only now the here for bit lists dating and serious relationships.
I damn near did a spit take. On the one hand, it's just myspace. On the other hand, it's a total WTF moment.
So then I thought I'd ask someone who actually uses her myspace to see if she'd be bugged if she were me.
When she was making strangling motions, I got the idea the answer was yes. Only moreso.
The plus side? His height? Total lie. On a good day, maybe. But there's no way he's just an inch shorter than I am. No. Fucking. Way.
I did the only thing I could do. Other than ask a crazy person if I was going crazy. I emailed him [as it was 7am and I'm not calling]. He replied with, "yeah, I have one, gimme yours and I'll add you."
I guess I was too subtle. Huh. So we tried again.
I'm in the mood to destroy something.