Cleaned out my MySpace friends list, and am already getting grief for it. Ha!
If it isn’t one thing, it’s another. Usually it’s the same ol’ whine of, “Why am I ranked #5 instead of #3 on your ‘Top Friends’?”. Lately it’s the call of, “Put me back on your friends list!”.
First off, I think MySpace is a huge waste of time; I only maintain a presence on there because I have a few friends who don’t communicate any other way. Overall it pretty much sucks; it feels like the pinnacle of phony-ness (thanks, Holden).
I’ll manage, change, and re-order my “friends” list any damn way I please, according to whatever weird reason (or lack thereof) strikes me at the time.
Furthermore, I think it’s just plain ridiculous that there’s people I know, locally here on this tiny island, who I haven’t heard talked to or seen in months, who suddenly crawl out of the woodwork to bitch at me for deleting them. Want to be my friend that bad? Call me up! Write me a real email! Move your ass around the corner and down the road to my place. And get over it already! Life is too short for this grade-9 cliqueishness and drama.
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“One day everything will crash and everything will burn. Right now all that is burning is the belief that change can occur. We need to put out that fire and start a much bigger one.” – Ezakiah Valentine, from The Limitations of Progress, 1936
Caught my first Tarpon yesterday!
Still was feeling pretty sick, but after going to the doc and getting loaded up on drugs, I had a brief spurt of energy, and really wanted to go try my sabiki rig for baitfish. It was just the hour before sunset, but with plenty of light left. The sabiki yielded a few nice little 3″-4″ fish, so I hooked the smallest and dropped it back in to try and tempt the resident pair of Tarpon that live around our work dock.
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I am sick. This really bums me out. A whole wasted weekend. When I felt it coming on Friday, at least I had the energy to go to town and take care of some paperwork. Managed to get into town again on Saturday shop, but then yesterday it was all I could do drag my ass across the road for a loaf of bread and some OJ.
Like I said to Slacks on the phone, if I have to miss some work for whatever reason, it doesn’t bother me, but when I miss out on productive days working on my own boat, it’s a real downer.
Now it’s Monday morning, and I’m too wheezy to sleep, not energetic enough to work, and thus stuck at an energy level useful only for reading wikis and watching crappy cable. Ug.
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