Sean Lane’s purchase was supposed to be a surprise for his wife. Then it appeared as a news headline — “Sean Lane bought 14k White Gold 1/5 ct Diamond Eternity Flower Ring from overstock.com” — last week on the social networking Web site Facebook.
Without Lane’s knowledge, the headline was visible to everyone in his online network, including 500 classmates from Columbia University and 220 other friends, co-workers and acquaintances.
And his wife.
Good job Facebook. I primarily use MySpace, which I hesitated joining since I thought Friendster was sufficient. Then I realized how much better MySpace was. I can’t say I’m in the same boat about Facebook. Friends have told me it’s better, but I don’t think it’s clear cut. I signed in the other day to see that it announced that I made a review on Yelp. I don’t really care if people saw that particular announcement but what annoyed me was I didn’t authorize that. The case above with Lane is way worse. Sure now the Beacon application has an opt-out option but I still feel like Facebook makes too much known. Why do people need to see everything that I do or that people wrote on my wall? I might as well be one of those idiots on the Real World.
You may have seen the story about the bank intern who got busted after he called in sick. The d-bag called his boss to say he had a family emergency but had posted pictures of the “emergency” he missed work for. I guess there was an emergency in Never Never Land and Tinkerbell was needed.
What’s sad is there is too much drama created from these social networking sites. I like seeing drama unfold, but I feel sorry for those people involved at the same time. So many jealous boyfriends and girlfriends. There’s too much reading into as well. I dread my future children having to deal with this declining society.
Someone other than me has noticed how un-Chinese, Chinatown really is. The revitalization of DC’s Chinatown looks very nice but just because there are Chinese characters on the windows, doesn’t make it any more Chinese. The last time I checked Starbucks, Hooters, and Potbelly’s doesn’t give out fortune cookies or serve tea. Well, they might have iced tea. It doesn’t really matter to me if more Chinese shops move in, but don’t call it Chinatown if it’s not. The only thing that makes it Chinatown is that arch on H Street. All the stores and restaurants I remember from my parents taking me downtown as a child are gone. One good thing about the area’s makeover is that the seediness is gone.
It’ll be refreshing to see an actual authentic Chinatown in DC again. Every major city in North America that I’ve been to has a substantial one that stretches for more than 2 city blocks. The world’s capital deserves one.
It looks like Patrick met his missed connection. I’ve been trying to load nygirlofhisdreams.com but it was overloaded since Friday. His website was not loading correctly. Camille said, “I had to [meet him],” Camille said. “You can’t not.” on Good Morning America. The two were interviewed on the morning show last week. I bet tons of guys are going to try something like this now.
I was at the gym last night playing basketball after my workout. During one of the last games I played, I noticed a foul stench on the court. I was a little disturbed because it’s pretty disgusting when you have to run around, breathing heavily, and inhaling such a gross odor. It smelled like rotten garbage. It is what I’d imagine jenkem smells like.
It took a while but I figured out who the culprit was, one of my teammates. The good thing about that is I never had to guard him. We lost the second game we played together. I went to sit down and he ended up right next to me. Every time someone walked by, I would get a whiff of this foul, foul smell. Have I made it clear how putrid it was? I sat there for another minute, then I had to get up and leave. I hope I never experience that again. I’ll give him the benefit of the doubt, maybe he just had a bad day. Maybe he had just tripped and fell into a dumpster on his way in to the gym.
An intern for BlackBook Magazine came across the site and recognized her as a fellow intern. Does she pine after this artist now? Will she fall madly in love with him? I’m going to guess no, but I’ll be sure to follow this story and see where this all ends up.
Ok, so it’s not really an oasis. Actually, it’s far from it. I have discovered the 4th floor men’s room and it is pristine! Recently, when my 3rd floor bathroom was out of commission, I ventured upstairs to see what the 4th floor had to offer. Basically, I just really had to pee. They have one urinal at regular height and one at children’s height. My floor has what I found out to be a handicap height. It’s an awkward height for me. As I entered the bathroom, I noticed there were no used paper towels in the trash. That means no one uses it! I will avoid using a public restroom at all costs but if I need to, the cleanest one is best.
I realized that upstairs, there is only one tenant. The other side is completely vacant. That just reinforces my observation that barely anyone uses it. I do have to pass the doors to the company to get from the elevator to the bathroom. In a way I feel like I’m trespassing or something. It’s like I’m sneaking in to this secret vault. I’m dreading the day a new company takes over that vacant space.
I’m such a degenerate sometimes. I can’t seem to stay away from gambling the pittance of money I have to try and make more monies. I came across this online betting site, bet365, where you can make wagers on anything. What the hell is Futsal? You can even bet on Gaelic sports. Unfortunately, or fortunately for me, it doesn’t look like you can sign up if you’re in the United States. So if you’re not in the US, you’re good to go. Damn the US government, I was really itching to bet on table tennis. Seriously, there’s a casino and poker available too. What’s impressive is that they’re setup for mobile users. Now if you’re betting on your phone, you’re a real degenerate. I think that’s why there are also links for Responsible Gaming on the site. Maybe I can have my friends in Canada sign up!
