Technology!! A pox upon thee...
**shaking fist at the heavens in Shakespearean rage**
I only curse it because in the midst of trying to update my MySpace page, there was a 45 minute window during which my page was visible to the whole wide world instead of just my friends. And somehow, within that 45 minute window, someone saw my page and got some wrong ideas and caused some drama for a few people.
(No, there were no dirty pictures or drunk pictures or anything stupid like that. Good luck trying to find my page if you don't already have access to it. And if you do find my page, and you're someone I don't know, don't expect me to friend you. I don't roll like that...sorry!)
But I think (I sincerely hope) that the drama is over. I have double checked that my info is private again, and we can all return to our previously scheduled programming.
But I still curse MySpace for making privacy an opt-in feature upon upgrading as opposed to an opt-out. And my little screw up makes me feel like one of those old people who hasn't grasped the concept of a cell phone or an answering machine or something like that.
Grr.
I will get over it. This too shall pass. I'm just really good at overreacting and blowing things out of proportion and getting too worried about minor things.
Instead, I will work on not getting too excited about Christmas...yet. This week was a really long one, for some reason, so I don't want to get all worked up next week and have it drag on and on and on. I just cannot wait to get on that plane that's taking me to Jersey for Christmas! But I have to get through some more work here at the store before that can happen.
Speaking of work...I should get back to it instead of confessing my ineptitude at the art of social networking protocol.
Laters!
I only curse it because in the midst of trying to update my MySpace page, there was a 45 minute window during which my page was visible to the whole wide world instead of just my friends. And somehow, within that 45 minute window, someone saw my page and got some wrong ideas and caused some drama for a few people.
(No, there were no dirty pictures or drunk pictures or anything stupid like that. Good luck trying to find my page if you don't already have access to it. And if you do find my page, and you're someone I don't know, don't expect me to friend you. I don't roll like that...sorry!)
But I think (I sincerely hope) that the drama is over. I have double checked that my info is private again, and we can all return to our previously scheduled programming.
But I still curse MySpace for making privacy an opt-in feature upon upgrading as opposed to an opt-out. And my little screw up makes me feel like one of those old people who hasn't grasped the concept of a cell phone or an answering machine or something like that.
Grr.
I will get over it. This too shall pass. I'm just really good at overreacting and blowing things out of proportion and getting too worried about minor things.
Instead, I will work on not getting too excited about Christmas...yet. This week was a really long one, for some reason, so I don't want to get all worked up next week and have it drag on and on and on. I just cannot wait to get on that plane that's taking me to Jersey for Christmas! But I have to get through some more work here at the store before that can happen.
Speaking of work...I should get back to it instead of confessing my ineptitude at the art of social networking protocol.
Laters!
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