September 18th, 2006
|04:22 pm - my internet cup is runnething over|
Oh looky! A message in my email inbox concering that MySpace account I seem to have but rarely use. It doesn't appear to "let's be friends" with a person using an Elsa Benitez picture to invite me to "her private site." We get so many of those, it's kuh-razy! Instead, it seems to be an invitation to join a group! Wowee kazowee! Wonder what group would love to claim me as a potential member? Wonder where I would fit in with this great Web2.0 community of communitizers? Let's find out:
Hi R,"I don't see why you're so damn surprised," says M. "I mean, you've been around the Internet long enough. After a certain point, nothing should surprise or shock you anymore. You're inured to it all. It's kind of like living in New York City. Or Baghdad."
You have been invited to join the sex on live webcams group on MySpace.
"I'm not surprised," says I. "Just eye-rollingly annoyed."
"That's the spirit," says M.
Group sex on live webcams? I'd think that could get embarrassing very easily.
|Date:||September 18th, 2006 08:59 pm (UTC)|| |
with apologies to python, m.
"I mean, I keep fallin' off."
Bah. These things are barely worth the time it takes to "flag as spam/abuse." Save your ire for a more meaningful foe.
|Date:||September 18th, 2006 09:38 pm (UTC)|| |
bad spatch, no cookie!
Hee hee hee hee hee.