The World of Stuff .com

It’s MySpace too

Hypocrite alert. I’ve said that LiveJournal and MySpace are not for me. But then I went and got a LiveJournal just so I could read my friends’ friends-only journals. And now, wouldn’tchaknowit, I’ve gotten a MySpace. It was some time ago, actually. October. Maybe September. I don’t remember. I guess I just felt like jumping on the bandwagon. I don’t post blog entries there and I don’t beg for comments. Also, I’m not trying to collect as many friends as I can (unlike some people); I personally know all 32 of my friends (except maybe one, but she made the friend request to me).

In addition to that social networking craze, I’ve started another spinoff on the blogging thing. I’ve started keeping a diary in Esperanto in order to get practice. I get practice reading, but I hardly ever do any writing, and so my writing sucks. Whenever I feel bored, angsty, or simply skribema, I’ll just pop open this journal book that somebody gave me for Christmas or my birthday a few years ago and I’ll be able to write. In fact, it’s already gotten me through the trauma of Hurricane Wilma. (I used to have a journal, actually, and I can’t find it, darn it. It must be somewhere. Maybe I’ll find it someday.)

Stolen from The Presurfer: Go to Google, then plug in “(your first name) needs” and see the results.

“Jordon needs parents who can help him deal with his losses.” Nope, already have them.
“Jordon needs help in learning to control his frustration.” How true…
“Jordon needs our prayers.” Not especially.
“Jordon needs to come back here tomorrow for a few more tests.” What am I being tested for?
“Jordon needs to move to France he would be more in tune with that government.” Maybe I would.
“jordon needs to return half of the land it occupies that was part of the pal mandate in the forties.” I am not a country!
“Jordon needs to mind her own business.” I am not a woman!
“Jordon needs to ditch the band, the show, and get her own record deal.” Ditto.
“Jordon needs someone to look after and love him in his old age.” And young age.
“Jordon needs to cut his hair.” I could swear this one’s about me.
“Jordon needs help to realize this ‘adventure of a lifetime’.” Ooh, where are we going?
“Jordon needs to be shot!” I could swear this one’s about me.

I can’t explain this: iiiiiiii.com (Flash, sound). That’s eight I’s in the URL if you want to tell your friends (but I counted 94 in the song).