That's just.. I mean, its a little creepy. Back when I was friends-only I knew exactly who had access to my journal, and now, its like the world can access it. Old friends, new friends, random strangers, Chabad Rabbis. Its exhilarating in thought but almost scary in practice. Not because of how I found out. That wasn't scary. That was cool.
I was talking to Charles, one of the band nerds I mentioned I had seen Friday night, and we were talking about ipods.. and I mentioned that I had recently taken the nail polish off of mine, to go from pink back to white, and he said, "oh yeah, I read about that." Since that happened several months ago, and I just recently reunited with Charles this past weekend, it was a little odd that he had read it. That's all.
I'm not scared of acquaintencey band nerds. I'm scared of whoever else may read. Sometimes I forget to friend entries that should be friended. Perhaps some of those have things like.. addresses... phone numbers. Yikes.
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Also, I met