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So yesterday I was attempting to use MySpace.com as my new blogging area. This was due to sitting around for hours with my gf Jennifer and reading old LiveJournal updates from my freshman year of college. It was hysterical. Some of the things I said were hillarious and fun to look back on after 4 years of schooling. So I came to the conclusion that I needed a better blog area. I turned to MySpace which I absolutely HATE but I thought I would give it a try. I typed for about half an hour and had a good size entry drafted up. I hit the preview button and it looked great. Hit the back button to do some final tweaking and BLAMMO the shit was gone! All that sarcasim, witt, and satire wasted. I vowed right then and there that I would not blog with MySpace ever again.
So who do I turn to? GOOGLE of course! They make everything so streamlined and effortless that their blogging application must be incredible. I must say, it is. So now when I want to bitch and moan about my last semester of college, or rant and rave about some media story, or review some shit ball movie, or just plain vent out what's stuck in this goofy shaped head of mine, this will be the place to do it.
So I have trashed myspace, now onto FaceBook. FaceBook seems great on the outside. Sure I'll post some pictures and say what highschool I went to so that all my old "friends" can get on and see what "I'm up to." Why not? Then slowly, silently, it creeps into your brain like a batch of bad heroine and next thing you know you are on the corner giving handjobs for money to pay your ISP bill just to get on FaceBook 24/7. My gf has recently fallen into this trap. She gets on every day to see who from her old highschool has signed up. It is fun viewing with her because she points out everyone who "got fat", "had a kid", "got married", or ended up "riding man sausage." Aperently her old high school was a breeding farm for limp wristed pillow biters. Sheesh. As for my old high school, it was a festering pool of jocks who cant let go and the girls they knocked up. I have so many "friend" invites from guys and gals that NEVER once gave me the time of day in school but now feel nostalgic (??) and want to remenis (??) Fuck, I am bad at spelling and this spell checker does not seem to be working. So yeah facebook is addictive and it is going to end up getting some girls killed at some school. Some of these dumb bitches actually get on and post their full names, phone numbers, and addresses, just waiting for some serial killer who lives in town to get on...makes some notes....and then have a hay day with their hides.
Well I'd say this is a pretty decent rant/blog. By the way, I hate the word blog; it sounds so yuppie salesperson. All the suites for the company I work for are super BLOG oriented. Oh well, it gives me something to do in my spare time and I've always heard that stream of concious writing is very healthy and relaxing.
Till next time....