Archive for July, 2007

Again with the “MySpace”

Tuesday, July 24th, 2007

I recently had a friend give me a call.  I have not talked to this friend in a while but it’s always good to hear from her.  She called me in a very flustered and upset state.  Turns out that her boyfriend she is with now has an ex-girlfriend that has been playing the whole “I am gonna win him back at any cost” game.  She recently heard that the girl had a signed note from her doctor saying that she was pregnant with HIS baby.  Now this mad her upset seeing that the exact amount of months “prego” she is is also the same number of months that they have been broken up and done.  She also has been spreading rumors that her and said boy are back together and all that jazz that goes on with this unique situation.  However, there is one thing that made my friend pretty much go through the roof when she saw it with her own eyes.

Can all ya’ll guess what it is?

No?

She saw that she was no longer single but “In A Relationship” on her MySpace page!!!

**Cue music**

Bum Bum BUUUUUMMMMM!!!!

I calmed her down and had her actually think about the whole situation before she decided flying off at the seams and going all Lorena Bobbitt on him.

But this entry is not about her so to speak.  It’s about how we are so reliable on this thing called MySpace and how much it rules some of us.

I have a MySpace page, I won’t deny it.  I used it at first to network when I lived in New York.  Then it slowly became a way to keep in touch with old friends and find new ones.  I also, as of yesterday, have a Facebook page.  It’s fun to have those things that are meant for putting up funny photos, comments and just sending someone a message to up their spirits for the day.  There is nothing wrong with it.

I do have to say though it’s very odd and scary how much we rely on those said sites to update us on someone that we are in a relationship with.

If we are mad we will just move them off of our top 8, 16, 24 whatever one we have.  We can send messages to others about how this person is bad and they will never know.  We can also do the one thing that lets them know that we are totally pissed off and done with them.  DELETED!!

I guess this entry is just me blurting about how much I hate that these things have taken over some of us.

How do you all feel about these sites?

Post, post, post.

Monday, July 23rd, 2007

The long overdue update.  Where do I start?

Well, Denise and I now live together and it’s great!  We have begun the life of a couple living together.  We have other couples over for “game night” and all that other stuff.  It’s great.  But for now I am going to marinate in the wonderful-ness of my situation and move on to a few other things.

I never told the story of what happened at my cousin’s graduation.  I have a few readers, mainly my cousin and “Bonch”, but I am gonna tell it.

The ceremony was great.  It was good to see my cousin Hugh walk up there and get his degree.  I am very proud of him and by watching him it made me realize that I really wanna finish my degree that has been on hold.

We then headed back to his place for a small “meet and greet” and just fill time before going down to a local brewery and get the REAL party started.

Keg of beer.  That is what our mission was.  We watched the OSU game in the background and ate hot wings and just plain had a blast.  One of my best friends from LONG AGO, Brooks Barnett, got in touch with me and came down with his girlfriend Ciara.  From this point on we just have tons of fun.

At 10:30 the keg was gone and it was onto the next bar.  I forgot the name of the place but it made good drinks but DAMN expensive.  I only had one of my token drinks and it cost me $14!  Normally it’s about 6 or 7 but I am not gonna complain.  We then moved onto this dance club.  It’s the club that Barb, Lucas, Devin, Darin and a grip of others went to one night.  And I will tell you that we rocked that club hard again.  Dancing, drinking and just plain old good times.

Back to Hugh’s place.  Bonch, Bonch’s boyfriend, Hugh, other girl from Colorado and I stayed up laughing and talking about the actual definition of a “Bonch”.  I have always thought that a bonch was the area between your butthole and where your private parts start, I was wrong.  It’s actually the name for a female’s part.  Go figure.

All in all it was a great time.  I made new friends and we had a damn good time.  I actually loved the part where I was eating this weird Greek food that was chicken, lettuce and some sauce in a soft sort of taco shell.  Man that shit was the bomb.

I have tons more to say but I am gonna cut it off here and head to bed.  Denise is out for the night with some girls and I think I may just head to bed.