to sire...

I would like to call attention to this, wherein my father actually posted a comment on my blog. (see: CoughDadCough) Thanks, Dad. Your love for me is now no longer a question mark hanging over my ever-waning feelings of self worth. *sigh* Thanks. *WINK*

In other news, I've been thinking a lot lately about getting back on to myspace. I know, I know. You're thinking: "Becki...you're a liar and a fraud."

"Kind of," I would reply.

I don't think I'm actually going to do it, but I was looking at some of my good friends' myspace pages the other day, and it made it look so fun! I'd get to not only talk to my friends online, but I'd get to see still frames of their lives! Especially the ones that live out of town or that I don't get to see so often these days. But truly, I do talk to the people who I would want to compile my friends list on that crazy space o' mine. I don't need the whole world (and by whole world, I of course mean those with an economy advanced enough to have the world wide web at the click of a button or the insertion of a phone cable) to see that someone is my "friend" or even one of my "top 8 friends" to validate that the friendship is real.

I have been concerned with how busy I've been lately, and wishing I had more time. Special K reminded me of this today when I was telling him how I was thinking about getting back on. He said that since I've been hating how busy I've been lately, I might not want to spend the free time I do have in front of a computer screen looking at pictures of my friends when I could be hanging out with them instead. (I added the friends part, but it's true, too!) Thanks, Special K! You're so special!! *insert cheesy Full House™ keyboard pad crescendo here*

Does it sound as much to you like I'm trying desperately to convince myself as it does to me? *ZOINKS!*

*le fin*