At least I have "Friends" on DVD. I'm now on disc 2 (episode 7) of Season Two. This show is such a staple of American culture. Rock the fuck on.
I was thinking about something on my way home.
I'm the youngest and the odd child out, so I often was left to my own devices. I had a hell of an imagination and had to amuse myself a lot. I think a lot of people would say that I have retained my sense of humor. I tend to play to an audience, and when I was younger...that was just me.
I know this is really strange, and I'm a bit distracted, but LiveJournal gives me an audience, where as my *poofgone* site is more ambiguous. I can go to my LJ info page and see the 25 friends I have on here...but on the other site...I assume a lot of people won't read it. But then they do and it surprises me.
I haven't updated *poofgone* in a while, and apparently this has made both my sister Fayanne and my nephew Michael sad. They both read it, unbeknownst to me. It's odd. I thought I was playing only to myself.