I Can't Be Your Friend:
As you well know, I've established a Myspace page last week and have experienced a great deal of drama as a result - a few spammed propositions later, I discovered that the one thing that you cannot do on this grand network of internetness, where 12 year old girls are magically transformed into 24 and where 65 year old men and testosterone pumping college juniors, the one thing I cannot do is be my own friend.
Imagine that!
I can't even respond to comment that were made on my profile!
I thought deeper of these implications. I thought of all of the good times I had while it was just myself and I. Were all of those times a sham? Did it mean nothing to myself all of those words that I said of how I took care of myself. Was it all an elaborate sham?
I don't know what to do with myself now that I realize that we can't be friends. I just can't walk away from a 22 year relationship like that... and who is Myspace to tell me that we can't be friend. I will be my friend, for the love of baked apple goods!
Enough rambling... Damien out.
5 Comments:
You know, if I didn't know you as a Christian, I'd take this post as sounding rather perverse.
However, it is good to see someone excersing the always Christ-like "tough love" concept. Hard to do, especially with yourself.
I saw drop Myspace doesn't seem worth the effort.
You know, Tim, I thought about that while posting - and my intention was not to come across perverse - I guess I should have clarified the "good times with just me and myself" as the moments I've entertained off the the wall, random thoughts.... like how loud a bagel can get.
my space isn't worth the loss.
Don't worry about it Damien, I can't even post the current barrage of comments being thrown my way because of my latest post. Be glad you don't have to moderate comments. It sucks.
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