as if I have time for all this web 2.0 nonsense anyway
So, because a)I hate MySpace and b)MySpace sucks, I have cancelled my MySpace page. Finally. At some point, I may attempt to get back on Facebook (remember: you can friend me all you want on Facebook, but you'll never get friended back because my password is lost/reset/unavailable). I went to look at it today, realized that one of my students was trying to friend me, looked at the profile pictures of like 30% of my students, felt disgusted, and immediately cancelled my account. I mean, for one thing, those pages are SO UGLY. And it's like Brian says at YouAreDumb.net: if there's anything worse than an Geocities page with an embedded .midi file, it's a MySpace page with an embedded mp3.
I've also been busy killing lots of trees by making photocopies and Not Sleeping, although I slept a lot last night. I'm also considering taking a nap right now, just because I can. And also because I don't feel like grading papers or making up an open-notes quiz right now (both things I need to get done at some point this weekend, though).
I think I'm going to go "read a book" someplace comfy with my glasses off. Perhaps while doing that I'll work up the energy to tell you about how hilarious the school's first club's first meeting was (why, yes, it is the anime club, and they did pick ME to be their faculty advisor (I can't imagine why)), or how I've been hanging out with My New Friend Amy From Downstairs, or Senor Spanish Teacher, or what life's like with my New Roommate Katie, or how my life now resembles a combo of Clueless, Emma (yes, I know they're the same thing), and some kind of book in which the heroine successfully sets up two of her friends, except probably not that because I don't want to jinx it.
Anyway. What I mean by that is, if we were MySpace friends, then
a) don't be offended--you're not the reason why I quit. Unless you're a 10th grader at my high school. In which case, GET OFF THE INTERNET AND GO DO YOUR HOMEWORK. AND QUIT STALKING ME ON THE INTERNET. Jeez. Why I stalked officials from my highschool online, I had the courtesy to never actually contact them about it!, or
b) you probably need to wake up, smell the Rupert Murdoch, and get the fsck up off that stupid hell-hole of embedded music, tiled backgrounds, and teenage pretension. Seriously. LiveJournal is WHERE IT IS AT, duh!
Naptimez!
I've also been busy killing lots of trees by making photocopies and Not Sleeping, although I slept a lot last night. I'm also considering taking a nap right now, just because I can. And also because I don't feel like grading papers or making up an open-notes quiz right now (both things I need to get done at some point this weekend, though).
I think I'm going to go "read a book" someplace comfy with my glasses off. Perhaps while doing that I'll work up the energy to tell you about how hilarious the school's first club's first meeting was (why, yes, it is the anime club, and they did pick ME to be their faculty advisor (I can't imagine why)), or how I've been hanging out with My New Friend Amy From Downstairs, or Senor Spanish Teacher, or what life's like with my New Roommate Katie, or how my life now resembles a combo of Clueless, Emma (yes, I know they're the same thing), and some kind of book in which the heroine successfully sets up two of her friends, except probably not that because I don't want to jinx it.
Anyway. What I mean by that is, if we were MySpace friends, then
a) don't be offended--you're not the reason why I quit. Unless you're a 10th grader at my high school. In which case, GET OFF THE INTERNET AND GO DO YOUR HOMEWORK. AND QUIT STALKING ME ON THE INTERNET. Jeez. Why I stalked officials from my highschool online, I had the courtesy to never actually contact them about it!, or
b) you probably need to wake up, smell the Rupert Murdoch, and get the fsck up off that stupid hell-hole of embedded music, tiled backgrounds, and teenage pretension. Seriously. LiveJournal is WHERE IT IS AT, duh!
Naptimez!