The Daily Adventures of Mercat

I think Catnarok the apocalypse is nigh.

This has to be a sin or something. I can barely admit to it. BUT. I just got a myspace. =( I feel dirty. Anyway, it had to be done. I need to friend all my Samoan friends here, and also sign up for that Indy contest. (GOD YES I am that obsessed, geez, did you really have to ask? Rub it in my face, please ;) )

Anyway. It's probably best to not try to friend me, I'd like to keep business there as small as possible. I am available for friending on Facebook (and hopefully you're not annoyed by lots of offers for Pirates vs Ninjas and similar apps).

So... yes. Let's let that be and never talk about it again.

Or pretend it never happened.

Also: REALITY CHECK. In the process of signing up I had to scroll down to see "1988" and I went, "DAMN, I've never seen so many years on a sign-up before. Oh my god... it's 2008... that's 20 years from 1988... I'M GOING TO BE 20."

I hate reality checks.

I do not, by any means, feel old. I am just a firm believer in not growing up.

Or, the UD band alumni's motto: "You're only young once, but you can be immature forever." TRUTH.