Did I really need another addiction?

If you are wondering why I haven’t written in awhile I have one answer for you. www.myspace.com.

Here is the definition of myspace.

Warning: The definition of my space must be read aloud and in a high pitched sing song voice.

“MySpace is an online community that lets you meet your friends' friends. Create a private community on MySpace and you can share photos, journals and interests with your growing network of mutual friends! See who knows who, or how you are connected. Find out if you really are six people away from Kevin Bacon.”

Everyone I know is on myspace so I decided it was time for me to make 109 friends and join. You may think 109 friends are a lot of friends but not on my space. You’re not even considered community until you have 237 friends. I hope to achieve that number one day, until then I will just look at my 32 friends and think to myself, “Self, are these people really my friends”?

Another thing I find interesting is the name. Myspace. When I am online I am not looking at myspace. I don’t care about my space; I am looking at everyone else’s space. I am searching for Joe Blow to see if he finally turned gay after high school (he did) and if Sandra Mcfuckinfandra is still hot (she’s not and she has a baby and maybe a husband who beats her).

I was at a friend’s house the other day and she said it perfectly. She turned to me with a mischievous look and said “Hey man, you wanna internet stalk?” That is exactly what myspace is, its permission to stare and gawk and be nosey at all the people you think are hot, cool or weird. I highly recommend it in moderation.

Here is my definition of myspace.

“ MySpace is and online cult that lets you stalk your friends’ friends.”