Monday, April 17, 2006


I got a My Space friend request from my youngest sister a few days ago. I don't think she's been on My Space very long but she already has about a hundred messages in her Comments section ("we are soooo going to dinner:):):):)"). This was followed by a message that she'd "figured out" who the girl is and that they are now My Space friends as well.

Saturday, the girl also mentioned this. "It's cute. But I need to edit my page. I'm sure your mom is going to see it."

The next day I talked to Mom on the phone and she had in fact seen it. "She seems cute."

"Oh no!" the girl screamed and immediately jumped on a computer to check out the damage.

"I don't remember there being anything that bad on your page," I said.

"My stupid friends," she said, scanning the Comments section of her page ("Hello slut!") and shaking her head.


# posted by Arnie : 9:06 PM
Comments:
Hello Arnie. Found your page while wasting the last half hour of my workday googling people from school back in "Hometown Ohio." You know, I live right around the block from you and had no idea that you had so many sisters. Weird.
# posted by Anonymous Anonymous : 5:54 AM
 
ehershy, do you mean you did or do live around the block from me?

littlesister, the "dinner" message is in fact from your "wall" or whatever the comments section is called.
# posted by Blogger Arnie : 1:10 PM
 
Oops. Left off a "d"--I used to live around the block. Near the elementary school.
# posted by Anonymous Anonymous : 1:19 PM
 
I know a post everyday must be a daunting task, but come on Arnie do a little research.
# posted by Blogger Unknown : 8:03 PM
 
Porn porn porn porn porn. Porn.
# posted by Blogger Shaun : 10:54 PM
 
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