Dinhternet

Do you com­part­men­tal­ize your social networking?

Some peo­ple will, for instance, add any­one they have ever met on Face­book, only peo­ple they have actu­ally worked with on LinkedIn, and any cool ran­dom peo­ple they find on Twit­ter.

I gen­er­ally add any­one I know to any ser­vice I sign up for. I try not to send out auto­mated “please join” let­ters, though, and only add peo­ple that are already using it.

How­ever, because Twit­ter fol­lows me on my phone, I tried to keep it to peo­ple I would actu­ally talk with, and not ran­dom cool strangers. Recently, though, I was talk­ing about law school and got added by some law-related people.

One of them was a ser­vice that com­pares your under­grad GPA and grad test scores with those of oth­ers who applied to var­i­ous grad school pro­grams, so you can get an idea of your chances of get­ting into the pro­grams based on how oth­ers fared. (After check­ing out that site and hear­ing about Youchen W and Jimmy P get­ting into law school, I real­ized that I might have sold myself short, and I should have just tried apply­ing to schools anyway.)

But any­way… this is prob­a­bly more of an excep­tion than a change in my social net­work­ing ways. How do you guys behave across the var­i­ous net­work­ing sites and why?

So I got an inter­est­ing let­ter in the mail the other day. I had actu­ally set up my mail to be for­warded to my Min­nesota address the day after I came over here, but Jimmy P says that I still got some at Mon­ster House.

Any­way, a cou­ple of peo­ple asked for my snail mail address, so I was kinda sorta expect­ing some­thing, but what I got was def­i­nitely a sur­prise. It was a let­ter from Wells Fargo, for­warded from Mon­ster House, inform­ing me that the address on my bank account had been changed to 3829 Polton Place Way, San Jose, CA 95121–1934. The funny thing is, I have no idea where that is. It’s cer­tainly not my address, or any of my pre­vi­ous addresses.

I hopped online to check things out, but looks like all my money is still there. I changed my account to my Min­nesota address and also called Joe M and asked him to look into things for me. Today, when I signed onto my account online, I had to answer some secu­rity ques­tions. Which is really, really bad secu­rity. Instead of hav­ing one good pass­word (every­one has a strong pass­word with non-alphanumeric char­ac­ters, right?), you get three easy-to-crack pass­words that are guar­an­teed to be nor­mal words. Some of the “secu­rity ques­tion” answers are actu­ally a mat­ter of pub­lic record and can be looked up online.

So yeah… every­one be care­ful with your iden­ti­ties, or some­one else could soon be talk­ing with your voice. And credit card.

Oh, and Merry C… that’s why I haven’t trans­ferred rent to you yet… I was a lit­tle scared to use my account.

EDIT: I found out this was Les­ley M’s address, and the let­ter was to inform me that ADK’s account had been changed to her address. I for­got that when I trans­fered the account to Aaron L, he didn’t change the address on it. But still, since I didn’t have my name on the account any­more, you’d think it the let­ter would have been addressed to Aaron L.

Yes­ter­day…

Man, my mind can’t take it any­more. Woke up at 5:30 because Peggy S was sick, so I cov­ered her chalk­ing shift. Alice C picked Drew M and me up at 5:45 and we were off. First, dropped Drew M off at Kinko’s. He had to print out fly­ers for Ser­vice Fair. Then we went on cam­pus and met up with Bethany W, Jimmy P, Jane L, Liz S, and Sang D for the project. We split up, and Alice C and I took Liz S and hit up Soc Sci, Young, and Olson. Got caught up there, and Bethany W met up again with us there after her crew fin­ished up their side of cam­pus and she sent them home. After the project, Bethany W and Alice C went to Baker’s Square for break­fast, but I went home to pass out.

Woke up again at 10, which is when my first class started. I thought I could sleep for a bit and get ready for my sec­ond class, since the first class’ lec­tures are recorded and put online any­way, so I could just down­load it later. Then I got caught up online with ser­vice and some other stuff like writ­ing a post for my awe­some read­ers, so I missed the bus that would get to school by 12, too. More online stuff, and Peggy S made dumplings for lunch, which I mooched.

Even­tu­ally, I did catch the bus, and went to cam­pus for Ser­viceComm. Too bad no one showed up for it. I talked to a cou­ple folks infor­mally about what we wanted to do, and asked peo­ple what they wanted out of ser­vice, but not much came out of it. Sat around for a while eat­ing fun-size Laffy Taffies and read­ing the lame jokes to each other off the wrap­pers. Quote comes from one of them.

Yeah, here’s the two jokes on my wrap­per: “What do pigs put on their cuts?” “Oink­ment.” “Why did the ghost sing off-key?” “Because he left his sheet music at home.” Har-dee-har-har.

Went to Peggy S’s Non-Verbal Com­mu­ni­ca­tion class after her with that. It’s really inter­est­ing stuff. Sandy L’s in that class, too, and the pro­fes­sor always makes Korean ref­er­ences — we think his wife must be Korean — which we check with her for accu­racy. I left at the break, though, to go to ExComm, which was just out­side, because Peggy S’s class is in the same room as the gen­eral meet­ing. ExComm was pretty smooth, and after that was class time again.

Lec­ture was pretty cool, we saw some videos today illus­trat­ing the dif­fer­ent approaches to the treat­ment of men­tal ill­ness fea­tur­ing Carl Rogers and Albert Ellis.

After class, caught the bus home with Peggy S, and ran into Andrew M, Emily T, and Mabel H on it. We all sat in the very back like cool kids. When we got home, drove to Mur­der Burger for din­ner. Two Aggie Anni­hi­la­tors for $10.71 is a great deal, but the food in gen­eral is going down­hill. The burg­ers aren’t as tasty, the fries are sog­gier, and they don’t have that great BBQ sauce they had before. Food coma after that.