Okay so here's something new to add to the many reasons why I hate MYSPACE (or am I not allowed to say that here now?)

Some idiot douchebag signed up for a Myspace account with my email address. It's my SG account, which I don't check very often, and I logged in the other day to an inbox with about 300 Myspace related messages. Now, i don't HAVE a Myspace account so I freak out thinking someone has hacked my email, etc. Then I read one and see it is addressed to "A Day After Suicide." So it's not some crazy person pretending to be me or someone hacking my email, it's just some idiot who doesn't know what his own email address is. (It turns out to be a Mexican emo band, who are apparantly quite popular on myspace among people with names like "punk_princess" ... average age of 14, I'm sure)

So I go to Myspace and enter my email address and hit the "forgot my password" button.

And a few minutes later I have this retards password.

Hmm... what to do? Do I change his password and lock him out of his own account, to teach him a lesson? Do I log on and just delete his account for being an idiot and making me spend a half an hour deleteing email messages from a website I hate that have nothing to do with me? Do I write a nasty message in his profile or blog or somewhere telling him to change his fucking email address so i stop getting his mail? What would YOU do?

And doesn't fucking Myspace make you verify your email address when you sign up? This shit must happen all the time with people misspelling thier email addresses or accidentally putting yahoo instead of hotmail or whatever. And now I have complete control over this jackasses account...

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Holy CRAP.... I am WAY too drunk for a Thursday night.

Shout out to Dana at the Red House who said SG is her friend on Myspace! Thanks for the shots!! You are awesome. Happy high five day!!!

And also to Jamess-- let's see if you can figure out who I am on here.

Yeah. I'm going to go before I say something stupid...

It;'s not fair that I'm the only one who has to go to work tomorrowmorning!! Screw you guys!!!

There's a new girl at my work who looks oddly familiar and I think I might recognize her from here. But it's hard to tell- people can look so different in photos than in person... hmmm....

PS. ANTM is on tonight! I'm not embarassed to admit that I LOVE this show...

Okay so as you'd expect from someone with mild socialphobic/agoraphobic tendencies and a healthy dose of laziness, I sometimes have trouble getting myself to leave the house on my day off. I mean-- yeah I've got shit to do, but if I'm going to go out I'll have to take a shower... brush my teeth... find clean clothes... I can hear my downstairs neighbor has his door open-- I'd probably have to talk to him... I think I'll just stay here drinking coffee and watching daytime tv.

But today I think I have a genuine excuse for not leaving. I often park my car on the street in front of this church about a block away, because I don't have a parking permit for my neighborhood yet, and the block that the church is on is free public parking. Well I look out the window when I get up this morning... and there's some HUGE funeral going on over at the church. There's swarms of people all dressed up, orange cones set up to block off areas of the street... like where my car is parked. The hearse is double parked next to my car. I think I stole their space.

So what am I going to do-- go out there and ask them to move it so I can get out? I feel guilty enough that my car is even there. Shit! I'm stuck here. Oh well, at least there's coffee and daytime tv.

this shit is getting kind of old, isn't it?