So for the last month or so, I’ve been messaging people on myspace, hoping to jumpstart my social life a bit.
Tonight, I’ll be hanging up my spurs, cowpokes.
I’ve been subject to a few “prelude to a Nigerian scam” messages, gotten one (yes, only one) genuinely interested human being, and sent a boatload of messages. Apparently, replying to messages isn’t necessary these days, and that frustrates me.
I don’t deal well with frustration, folks.
Since I want to get this thing started “right”, I decided that the time invested in myspace isn’t necessarily the BEST investment of time I’ve ever done. True, I needed to do it to find out it wasn’t the right thing for me – but now I look at that time and kinda shake my head.
Mooooooooooving right along…
mmm, pumpkin.