Chapter C: Of MySpace and Men
Image of the Day: Tree on the corner of Stafford St. and Kentucky St. (digital camera + photoshop)

Eventually, the red handprint on the other side flickered off and was replaced by a glowing human-like shape, striding purposefully. As I stepped into the street a humongous yellow BANDWAGON suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and ran me over. And then it backed up and ran me over again. Ow.
All this is to say, I have finally created a MySpace page. It was incredibly difficult and unintuitive, so I finally understand why the majority of people have such fucked up layouts. Not that difficulty is a valid excuse, it's just an explanation. I don't have anything there that wasn't imported from somewhere else so you probably shouldn't bother with checking it out. Unless you want to add me as a MySpace friend...which would be nice.
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