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Monday, May 21, 2007
Sharp Left

After not much consideration at all, I've decided to move over here. There is no reason for it, and no grander symbolic meaning behind it. And I don't mind telling you I'm very proud of myself for that.

Ultimately, it came down to this: Fernando is trying to start a blog community, and there was no compelling reason not to move. I figure it's easier for you four to update your links than for me to try to play Justify My Attachment Disorder.

See you guys in a few minutes.

Posted at 12:54 pm by theidiotking
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Thursday, April 19, 2007
In Which Something Serious Happens, But Harith Manages To Mention American Idol Right At The End

I've been identity thieved!

This morning my mom called to let me know that my bank had called their house wanting to talk to me about some strange charges. I gave them a call back, gave them my card number, and, as it turns out, there were a string of weird charges on the Internet that I never made. They told me they were cancelling my card and that I would be getting a new one in about a week.

The first, obvious wave of paranoia (maybe I should never use my debit card ever again!) was followed immediately by a more rampant paranoia, wherein I thought that the person I had talked to on the phone had not been from my bank at all, and had used identity theft as a pretext for theiving my identity. It took twenty minutes on the phone with my branch (who, in my defense, didn't really seem to understand what I was asking them) before I sorted out that it was in fact a legitimate number I had called, and I had in fact been thieved.

So, I guess I've settled back into the calmer first-stage paranoia. Ah, the perils of the modern age. As the suspiciously nice lady on the phone told me, this sort of thing happens every day. What should I do? Do I actually not use my card anymore? How would that even work? I haven't carried cash in like eight years. I guess if the system is so sharp as to catch these charges before they even go through, I should feel at least some level of comfort. Clearly they're looking out for me. But, as I'm sure you'll realize, I'm still going to be pretty nervous.

I can just hear Wendy now- "Oh, great, you really need something else to be nervous about."

In other news, how the fuck about Sanjaya, huh?

Posted at 10:18 am by theidiotking
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