Spammers are killing my love for my blog right now. I get at least six email notifications a day that I have a new comment waiting for approval. How many times are those real comments and not spam comments? Rarely, as you could tell by browsing around for a while. It’s making me sad. I no longer get excited about emails that I might have a comment. This used to be a thrilling thing, you realize.
I can’t imagine that my blog is any higher ranked now than it used to be, so why the increase in spam, I’m not sure. They do all get deleted – it’s just a hassle, that’s all.
And what are all these spam-comments about? Mostly viagra. Sometimes about… enhancing or enlarging things. Or prescription medications. Boo.
Classes start today. In an hour and a half, actually. So in an hour, I’m leaving work, hopping a bus over to the Metro State Library (where my class will be held, oddly), and eating a Snickers bar I found for lunch (I’ll plan that better in the future). Two of my textbooks are in my bag (of 3, for today’s class), and I’m hoping I won’t have to carry them around with me. My shoulder hurts. I know, I’m wimpy. My shoulder is particularly sensitive to that. Can’t be helped. I’m also supposed to get my student ID today, so and I can go get a computer with the student discount.
And then I’m getting a haircut and highlights.
Posted my couch and the gold chairs on craigslist last night, and I’ve had a ton more people interested in the chairs than I thought. I really feared that… I’d have to figure out a way to get them to Goodwill on Friday night. The couch I wasn’t worried about, since I think I could probably leave it at the house if all else failed. Apparently, really ugly upholstered chairs for free are a hot commodity.