Hate MySpace

by , Apr 19, 2007 | 2:34 am

OK, seriously, I can’t believe how much time I have wasted today clicking around on Myspace … and there’s not even any nudity! Nope, it’s just been stumbling across old friends and colleagues, new friends, family members … seeing new hairstyles, learning random but important tidbits about people (huh, whaddya know – she’s engaged!), reading random comments, etc. Total bullshit.

But I did get this message a lot, which I found kinda amusing:

Error: You must be someone’s friend to make comments about them.

Ahh, if only that we’re really true.


2 Comments to “Hate MySpace”


  1. Uncle Ray
    says:

    It’s “were”, not “we’re”, but I guess that’s nitpicky seeing the time you wrote it. And I guess you just weren’t (did I do that right?) seeing clearly after staying up to look for the replays of all the Rangers hits last night. (No nudity in those highlights either).


  2. Fresh Princess
    says:

    You are not Pokerati’s friend. You ARE Pokerati, make sense?

    Nudity? Don’t you live close to a 7-Eleven?