August 3, 2003
Just wrote some Friendster.com “testimonials” - simultaneously had too much free time and felt like feeling like a good person. After all when do you directly tell people what you really (at least partly) think of them other than their funerals? One was for someone who truly affected my life and I doubt it came across. Another for someone I do appreciate, but will never give anything to other than a nice Friendster testimonial. And the last was re-edited to the point of losing its original, apparently inappropriate, meaning. Even when I try to be honest, it doesn’t quite work.