Let he who is without blame . . .

Man, I just keep being forced to eat my own words. Next thing you know I’m going to actually turn into a conservative pro-war Republican or something.

First I gave nothing but crap to those who post on LiveJournal, and now here I am using it as the engine that powers my personal website. Then I scoffed at the dorks who spend all day long playing MMPRPGs and what do I do but get (very briefly) addicted to World of Warcrack. Now I find myself once again looking for a steaming piece of humble pie as I confess that I’ve built a profile on MySpace.

It’s pretty cool, just in that unlike LJ, I’ve been actually able to find more than a handful of people who I know. Actually, I’m mostly using it as a voyeuristic tool to see what I can see about all sorts of friends (and in one case, ex-girlfriend) who have become absent from my life. After looking about and observing, I’ve come to a few conclusions.

1) I really am the only person I went to highschool with who isn’t married and/or child-laden (which is surprisingly depressing).
2) Some people turned into just as big a dorks as their previous years suggested they might (I’m thinking specifically of one guy . . . who’s photo made me laugh for at least five minutes).
3) Ashley turned hot after college. And bisexual. Damn. What a shame.

So, to sum up, I should stop making fun of people in general because I am almost certainly going to become one of them at some point. I should be happy that despite still maintaining a certain level of goofiness, I at least don’t have a picture of myself holding a skull-topped staff of some sort. I should definitely not have burned all my bridges with Ashley because seeing her naked again would have been nice. And finally, I am never going to find a girl my age who doesn’t have a kid and/or husband. Vaguely frightening.

And that, as they say, is that.



  1. I was indeed. As I mentioned in the only blog post on MySpace, according to the statistic that I just now made up, over 99.8% of the people who graduated from my year have kids and/or are married. The exceptions being of course me and the dude with the skull-on-top-of-the-cane (ironically enough, he had a thing for C as well!).

    Good seeing you out a Faire. Sorry I was so . . . tongue tied. I is not a morning person!

    Talk to you soon,


  2. That’s okay. I, er… learned to fake it in college. I’m not a morning person, either, but I do a decent impression of one.

    Eventually my schedule will settle down some and I’ll call you for that coffee. 😀


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