My Friend Avatar.

I first noticed the blank box at on my Yahoo mail page weeks ago. Then one day last week, when I was bored at work, I decided to explore what goes in this blank box. Apparently, it’s an avatar. A word I’d heard, but with which I was unfamiliar. But I messed around with the program, and came up with her.

I don’t have Yahoo messenger, so I’m the only one who sees her. I know she’s supposed to represent me, but she doesn’t seem anything like me. I see her when I sign into my mailbox, blinking at me casually, as if to say, “why exactly do you think you’ll have email?”

I could change her. She could smile, or dress differently, but I don’t want to make her happy. She is who she is.

I like her. If she is me, she’s the virtual representation of my most reasonable, mature self.