mingaling

I really meant to post something substantial, but I kind of got distracted.  See, there’s this site (you’ve probably heard of it) called 43things.com.

I was all about to start an assholishly long list of resolutions that I’d probably never get to anyway, but the brilliant minds of internetdom have instead created a forum to do it for me.  Even better, I get to see other suckers who think they can do it, too.  Nice people, really.

But then I saw a little link that took me to a page called 43places.com.  Travel!  This was fun because I got to color the world map with places that I’ve been to as well as places that I plan to visit (did I mention I’m going to Spain in March?  SPAIN, bitches!  Yay!).  Well, lo and behold, you also got to see others who have either travelled to or wished to travel to these places.  Comments and pictures and everything.  It’s even aligned itself with flickr – irrestible!

THEN I saw someone familiar.  Yes, this whole "world wide web" thing is actually quite small.  So I clicked, and damn it if it didn’t take me to another fucking page called 43people.com.  Yeah, that’s right.

So, I’m sorry, but I’ve been spending the last 2 days addicted to posting about things I’ve done and am going to do, places I’ve been and want to go to, as well as people I’ve met and want to meet.  I promise I’ve not abandoned you, kitties.  Really!

(Oh, and I’m also mingaling on 43things, places, and people.  Holla.)