Myspace Give Me My Space!

There are millions of them.  And none of them have a life.  Otherwise they would not have a myspace page.  I myself don’t have one, and look where I am now.  There are two main things that I don’t like about it.  1. People are overly obsessive about it, and 2. It is a way for people to get murdered.  We will not talk about the second one, however.  So moving on to the obsessive people; I am going to begin with a brief anecdote.  A few days ago, I was hanging out with some friends at the local park, when my buddy walks over and says, “Hey will one of you go to the library and help me fix my Myspace?”  To this, my other friend replied, ” Sure, I have to go check my buddy requests, I haven’t checked since this morning.”  This illustrates my point better than Van Gogh could have, even with two ears.  It is not ok to be this obsessed with a non-human  web page.  It is just too much; too much pressure to join and too much pressure to keep up with requests, leaving too little time to interface with actual humans.  And now there is even more pressure to keep up with the constant influx of new options on your page that make your it look like it belongs to a D-list celebrity frantic for crowd approval.  So for now, I am withstanding the constant nagging for me to make a Myspace, so why don’t you try it too?  Maybe you will have some free time to, oh I don’t know, get a real life!