March 5th, 2005

breeden

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So everybody's up in arms about something called "Frienditto" which I know pretty much nothing about. The gist of it seems to be that if anyone actually cares, my friends-locked entries may possibly be viewable by THE ENTIRE WORLD.

Woo.

Since my friend-locked world largely consist of maybe four entries-- two "Going out of town for a week," the one about the stalker I inherited from my Mom, and the tale of the time my grandmother tried to convince my stepfather to commit suicide with a case of BBQ sauce--I find that I don't actually care, because I don't put stuff on the internet that I'm not willing to have recited back to me by a court stenographer. So I'm going to go back to blissfully not caring about this thingamajig, and possibly play a little World of Warcraft.

Carry on.
breeden

(no subject)

So everybody’s up in arms about something called “Frienditto” which I know pretty much nothing about. The gist of it seems to be that if anyone actually cares, my friends-locked entries may possibly be viewable by THE ENTIRE WORLD.

Woo.

Since my friend-locked world largely consist of maybe four entries– two “Going out of town for a week,” the one about the stalker I inherited from my Mom, and the tale of the time my grandmother tried to convince my stepfather to commit suicide with a case of BBQ sauce–I find that I don’t actually care, because I don’t put stuff on the internet that I’m not willing to have recited back to me by a court stenographer. So I’m going to go back to blissfully not caring about this thingamajig, and possibly play a little World of Warcraft.

Carry on.

Originally published at Tea with the Squash God. You can comment here or there.

breeden

(no subject)

Note to self: Scanner can't handle subtle shades of blue worth a damn.

Note to self, addendum: You have known this for at least three years. Hope evidentally springs eternal.

Well, I finished a painting. I think it's cool. However, I cannot scan it worth a damn, so it will have to wait until tomorrow for advanced photography to happen.

Poo.
breeden

(no subject)

Note to self: Scanner can’t handle subtle shades of blue worth a damn.

Note to self, addendum: You have known this for at least three years. Hope evidentally springs eternal.

Well, I finished a painting. I think it’s cool. However, I cannot scan it worth a damn, so it will have to wait until tomorrow for advanced photography to happen.

Poo.

Originally published at Tea with the Squash God. You can comment here or there.