Showing posts with label My Space. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My Space. Show all posts

Friday, January 25, 2008

What is the deal?

Kids (or once upon a time kids) who are or were friends with my younger siblings have found me on my space, and they want to be my friend. I don't get this. We live far apart. I know next to nothing about them except that I thought they were cute and funny when they were six, but now they can legally drink and I don't care. AT ALL. So, I feel bad actually declining them, so I let the molder in unaccepted land hoping they will just go away.

But I still don't get why they want to be my friend? Some of them I have not seen or talked to in something approaching a decade. Weird.

Wednesday, May 09, 2007

My space makes me feel bad

Not always, mostly it makes me feel happy--like when my friend from grad school becomes enamored of a song by a friend of mine from undergrad that is the song on my page--but then someone random from your far past asks to be your friend. That isn't always bad either, sometimes it is someone you are thrilled to hear from again. Today however, it was a really weird girl from high school. She has two kids (and a new last name, so I am guessing she also has a husband). I can't even remember her real last name though--the one I knew her by--I can only think of her as weird Sonja.

I declined her friendship. I feel a little guilty, but I have actually thought about some random bored weekend going through and ditching people who are just randomly on there. I haven't yet but I probably will, and she would totally get nixed then, so why not nix her now?

And this is all I have time to write because my pretty nerd is on TV.