OK my obsession with food has reached a hilarious new creepiness. for those of you who know me, its probably no surprise.
I've been fluttering around the world of SG for several years now. although not a member at the time, i stumbled upon the site when i inadvertently attended the one year anniversary party. and like most of you i was attracted to the boobies and promptly joined. at the time, the idea of a computerized socialization seemed detached and foreign to me. although i still find it a bit strange, over time i became accustomed (at least i think so) and became a little more interactive. still attracted by the boobies mind you, but i found myself spending more time on the boards. chiming in on threads, spending my two cents liberally and adding to (or at least interacting with) the community here. it was like virtual crack! hours upon hours spent researching and discussing who was listening to what right then, or who rolled their toilet paper over or under, or who shaved their crotch and why. the site was growing and with the growth came pains. there were zots, and successions, and then we began to polarize into groups. but it was still about the boobies, right? of course! i don't know about you but when ever anything comes too easy, i loose interest, even if just a little. plus, for a while there, my computer was so old and outdated, it would crash when ever i tried to open a photo set. i knew the boobies were still there if i wanted to look at them, and that was exciting enough to be interesting. but then it wasn't. there was a weird mutual admiration society forming which just seemed sad and depressing, and it didn't seem like it was about the boobies anymore. (but maybe that was my own fault.) so i sorta hermitized myself. besides i was working a lot and just didn't have the time to spend on the computer like before, so it wasn't like a malicious thing. besides who wants to deal with all those noobs? (spoken like a true middle skooler, huh?) but anyways i digress. recently i have found myself in yet another SG virtual social class. i don't really log in that often (comparatively speaking) and when i do, i try to update. but i don't really comment in the other peoples journals that i just sorta half assedly scan thru. thats right I'm a lurker (i think)! but thats not (really) the creepy part. you wanna know what the creepy part is? you wanna know where I've been lurking? no its not the boobies. when ever i log onto SG i scan Odette's journal just to see if she has posted pics of yummy looking food! is that rude? i should probably apologize.
I've been fluttering around the world of SG for several years now. although not a member at the time, i stumbled upon the site when i inadvertently attended the one year anniversary party. and like most of you i was attracted to the boobies and promptly joined. at the time, the idea of a computerized socialization seemed detached and foreign to me. although i still find it a bit strange, over time i became accustomed (at least i think so) and became a little more interactive. still attracted by the boobies mind you, but i found myself spending more time on the boards. chiming in on threads, spending my two cents liberally and adding to (or at least interacting with) the community here. it was like virtual crack! hours upon hours spent researching and discussing who was listening to what right then, or who rolled their toilet paper over or under, or who shaved their crotch and why. the site was growing and with the growth came pains. there were zots, and successions, and then we began to polarize into groups. but it was still about the boobies, right? of course! i don't know about you but when ever anything comes too easy, i loose interest, even if just a little. plus, for a while there, my computer was so old and outdated, it would crash when ever i tried to open a photo set. i knew the boobies were still there if i wanted to look at them, and that was exciting enough to be interesting. but then it wasn't. there was a weird mutual admiration society forming which just seemed sad and depressing, and it didn't seem like it was about the boobies anymore. (but maybe that was my own fault.) so i sorta hermitized myself. besides i was working a lot and just didn't have the time to spend on the computer like before, so it wasn't like a malicious thing. besides who wants to deal with all those noobs? (spoken like a true middle skooler, huh?) but anyways i digress. recently i have found myself in yet another SG virtual social class. i don't really log in that often (comparatively speaking) and when i do, i try to update. but i don't really comment in the other peoples journals that i just sorta half assedly scan thru. thats right I'm a lurker (i think)! but thats not (really) the creepy part. you wanna know what the creepy part is? you wanna know where I've been lurking? no its not the boobies. when ever i log onto SG i scan Odette's journal just to see if she has posted pics of yummy looking food! is that rude? i should probably apologize.
bonneville:
scuba-roadie-food-stalker.........
volks:
I don't think I can be your SCUBA buddy anymore. I hope you understand. You're just too rude!