It’s a sad, sad day when…

You’re too stupid to use myspace.

I tried to set up a profile, mainly because Kevin did and I’m a follower. *baa*

I’m too incompetent. I need hipster lessons.

Speaking of hips, the arthritis in mine is killing me today. Why? Because it’s Saturday and pain waits for the weekend to throw its parties.

5 thoughts on “It’s a sad, sad day when…”

  1. Hi, Julie,

    I just checked your profile and you have tunes playing and everything!

    Be wary, though. I resisted MySpace for quite some time, but now I’m finding it addictive. A lot of my Denver rocker friends are there, but now I’m on the look out for more poets. So far I’ve only come upon you, John Ashbery, Gertrude Stein, and miPOradio. But I’ve been busy and not trying that hard.

  2. “I just checked your profile and you have tunes playing and everything!”

    I do? I can’t even open my profile because it tells me, ominously, that “there was a problem.”

    I wonder how I got music playing. Is it good music? If so, you know I didn’t pick it. 😀

  3. Hmmm…that’s odd.

    The song is now gone. It was a Macy Gray tune.

    If you aren’t responsible for any of that, I would suggest deleting the account (if you can) and starting afresh.

  4. It let me in!

    I guess I did do the Macy Gray thing. I was looking at her profile (love her) and somehow did something to set it as a song. I didn’t even know I did because it wouldn’t let me view my profile.

    But now I can. Woo!

  5. It’s good to know that you actually picked the Macy Gray song. She’s bad ass, and I say that as a punk rock dude that is supposed to hate all things mainstream.

    But fuck it; I think Macy Gray is the shit!

    Now I’m confused, though. I see that you have put a photo up, yet on my profile page no photo appears. Damn MySpace seems buggy as hell.

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