Meow! Get a life!

[BGmusic: nothing besides my LSS - Baby One More Time, anyone?]

Quote for the day:

“On the Internet, nobody knows you’re a dog.”

– Peter Steiner, a cartoon in The New Yorker

WARNING: Dorky post ahead.

The fact that I spend way too much time on the internet is no secret. And as I get even more hooked on facebook, I can say that the chances of redemption are getting more and more obscure by the minute. I understand that a lot of you [LOSERS *ahem* *cough* *cough*] are still not cool and in the wonderful world of facebook, so to just to give you a clue, it revolves around adding applications [mini-games, etc.] to your profile.

For this post, I am going to introduce you to my latest addiction, Human Pets.

In this app, you put yourself “in the market” as a “pet” [I'm a platypus because the platypus is so me], and ideally, get people to “buy” you and “take care” of you.

Sounds stupid, no?

I certainly thought so. But I added the app because it seemed so bizarre. I like bizarre.

On my first day in Human Pets, I cost 140 points.

The next day, I was worth 9555 points.

Ego boost for me.

And because I’m such a narcissist/sucker, I fell in love with the whole idea of buying and selling people. Hypothetically of course; buying and selling people in the real world would mean a totally different thing.

I’m not very good at the whole buying and selling thing yet, because I don’t have that many points to buy pets with yet. And since I don’t have that many points, the pets I do have aren’t the kind of pets I would like to have; they aren’t as “into” the app as I would like them to be [they haven't logged on in ages - how dare they have real lives?!].

But my owner, he’s wonderful! I love my owner! [...As a pet. Heeheehee.] He’s this guy from Sydney who I don’t know but has been my on-again, off-again owner since forever [since I signed on the application three days ago]. I say “on-again, off-again” because people kept on buying me and he had to keep buying me back… and that’s why I’m worth so much already. [Oo, ang haba ng hair ko grabe.]

See, I was feeling really tired yesterday…

We were “off-again” for a while [someone bought me... oh well], then he bought me again, then gave me a bath!

So now I’m:

Feels so good to have someone care. To have someone actually go through the trouble of “taking care” of you when you’re feeling down… to have someone to give you “rabies shots” and “chew toys”…

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DANG IT PEOPLE, I NEED TO GET AWAY FROM THE INTERNET AND GET MYSELF A REAL HOBBY!

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FYI, I’m now worth 10033 points. Woot!

[I blurred my owner's name because I am a good pet. Meow. (Yes, this platypus meows. Get over it.)]

I’ll bloghop tomorrow. I’m tired; gonna sleep. Not on my owner’s couch, on my bed, which has been beckoning me to come back since I left it this morning. Good night, world.

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PAHABOL:11/24
We’re off-again again. Meet my new owner.

Wee I can’t believe I’m having fun with this. I need to get out of the house. Everyone left me. I only have my dog to keep me company, and even she looks bored of me… Who wants to treat me to Enchanted?