Oh, Wicked Past.. Stop Creeping Up on Me…

Funny how people from your past (read: people from your past that you really never want to hear from again) find a way to infiltrate your happy little bubble.. Some folks just can’t leave well enough alone.. Especially with things like MySpace and other online people finder sources, it is easier than ever to be located – even when you don’t want to be. 

There are certain pleasures and nuggets of happiness to be found on MySpace.  I enjoy it thoroughly for music finding and for keeping up with friends whom I adore.  Every once in awhile, though, someone from my past who has been purposfully excluded from my present and future will insist on bombarding me with emails.  Is this the price to pay for an online social life?  Perhaps others don’t have my peppered past and don’t share this sentiment.  But, for those of you who have lived many colorful lives in just a short time – there are probably a few people from one of those lives whom you don’t want poking around your happy home, even via internet.  I am considering cancelling my MySpace account and just sticking with regular emails, even though they aren’t nearly as fun.  Just a thought.