| Oh! I was so close to deleting this before it ever got off the ground. It kind of sucks having a xanga. Now I can't really make fun of people with them anymore. I don't really want to have one... but I want to keep saying stupid stuff on Matt H's. And how do you pronounce "xanga"? "Zaynga"? "Zonga"? "Zhonga"? "Zhaynga"? In those cases, do the question marks go inside the quotation marks? Things to think about, I reckon.
Raise your hand if you care about anything I will ever write in this (which won't be much, mind you (ha, 2 weeks and 20 entries later...)) or anything anyone ever writes in xangas! Raise your hand if you actually raised your hand.
This is kind of like my 3rd-string internet domain, much like Curtis Joseph was relegated to 3rd-string Red Wings goalie status last year. I've got a site, by which I mean expage, and then there's my "blog" (gross! I feel like an internet kid!) but there are some things in both of them that I don't really care for anyone and everyone to see, so accessing those will require special request. By which I mean asking me.
Here's my xanga disclaimer. This, my second post, could very well be the last. There's a xanga/internet kid culture that exists, and I really really do not wish to be a part of it. Yes, shut up, I know I am being extremely hypocritical, but I want to stress that the sole reason I have this Mizzuz Joja username is so I can post on other peoples' xangas, which I already said. WARNING WARNING WARNING don't rape me, internet kids, because I said I didn't want to be associated with you. I don't have a problem with it; that's your thing, just not mine. An attempt at raping me with criticisms of hypocrisy, ignorance, intolerance, shallowness, narrowmindedness, unfairness, or Loch Ness will be met with severe and even alarmingly ambiguous indifference.
Oh, and bonus points if you can guess who I am. It should be pretty obvious. Some will know right away, so you guys can, in the words of David C, "stfu." |