human nature

My text is the color of nail polish I just bought. Sorry if it's hard to read. I'm always in search of the perfect muted feminine pink color. Does anyone share my pursuit?

I won't pretend that everyone in my e-mail contacts wants to hear about every detail of our upcoming New England adventure and send them what would surely be a deluge of unsolicited e-mails.

Instead, my awesome friend Shauna gave me this idea. Surely the events that will take place in the next months of our lives are blogworthy and of some interest to those who say they will miss us.

And I agree with Shauna. I'm over myspace. I actually don't think either one of us was ever under its passive/aggressive snooping spell to begin with. So many people seem to be, on their myspace, some exaggerated or even false version of what they really are. Or maybe myspace, for them, is a place where they can project what they'd rather be. Who knows. Probably human nature. Whatevah.

I'm going to try to keep up with this and let people know what's going on.

dfs