So, I got a Gmail (or is it gMail?!) account.
Yes, I’m five years late on the trends. It’s just one of many endearing things about me.
Anyway, I felt that it would further reinforce my anonymity (my actual e-mail has my name in it — not so anonymous!), and Gmail sounds like it has all sorts of nifty features.
Like, apparently, a chat mechanism. Which will most assuredly put a damper on my already low productivity levels.
If I had people to chat with, that is.
Which I don’t.
So…chat with me! Friend me, follow me, do whatever-the-hell-catchphrase-gMail-uses to me.
I’m still learning the lingo, obviously.
I know there’s e-mail, and I do know how to work that, so you could certainly e-mail me.
And hopefully someday people will invite me to chat with them, since I sure as heck don’t know how to.
Yours in gGoodness,
A Super Girl
P.S. — Happy Thanksgiving! Right now, somewhere in metro Detroit, there are 8 Nebraskans bringing the heat down on this fair town. And in just a few hours, I shall be meeting up with them for a little dinner, a little hockey, and then a lot of Thanksgiving goodness. Ah, family. Wishing all of you a lot of holiday cheer and hardly any indigestion!