Dustin

You know, I really don't want to do this, but I’ve never been one to stand up to peer pressure. I have this little story to tell. I was doing friendster.com however many years ago and getting all my friends and feeling a little like I was in high school running around getting my fucking yearbook signed by the really cute cheerleader girl who everyone wanted to get their yearbook signed by. But no matter, if everyone else was doing it, I wasn't going to be the one left standing on top of the cliff whilst everyone else was crushed at the bottom of the gorge. No, I was jumping along with them. So I was doing it, right? but then just as I’ve put all this time and energy into the site and had a few friends and had it looking relatively presentable, the queen bee friend, Ursula, decides that she saw friendster.com on CNN or Market watch or something like that so it was time to desert and switch to myspace. Dude. I don't have the energy to keep up with trends. but now I’ve had this myspace page up here for a few years and haven't done anything with it and haven't accepted anyone's friend requests and basically, if someone does look me up that I haven't seen for a hundred thousand years will say something relatively as negative as the rant here. Honestly I’m not a negative person. I’m really quite the opposite. I just wanted to give the whole breakdown of the myspace thing. I’m sure now that I’m going to spend the afternoon writing this someone is going to email me tomorrow and say, "Dude, myspace is over. Go to X." So just for the record, I am not in any way "on" or affiliated with myspace, and if you want to visit or communicate, call me.There. I said it. OK, I'm done. Whew.