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Hi Everyone! ;->
My name is Malik. I am writing to you today, however, not as Malik, but as a somewhat too-interested kickball friend who thought you deserved to know why I don't have a friends section or a comments section.
First, nevermind just now the inauthenticity of my voice - whatever that means - and be glad that you have anything at all to read while stopping on my page.
That said, your curiosity about certain elisions in the typical myspace layout is normal. Be assured that you are not the first to wonder.
Also, know that I have not spent a good long time trying to explain it to myself or my friends - here again the soft intrusion of a friend (hi!) has been the provocation for even these brief words.
So, I offer in that Other voice the following sentiment that is not altogether mine and not altogether not mine: I could say that for artistic purposes, aesthetic, philosophical, and political, the noted absences were intentional - a statement about my personal view of the world, or at least about the internet.
And while that might make me look cool to those who don't bother to read these "about me" dithering, trying to argue that my page has such lofty sensibilities would be a load of crap.
You see, not too long ago I did have a complete myspace page - no handy codes for hiding useful info. I mean, it's really kinda of neat knowing exactly who a person's friends are on myspace. People can find new people through you. They can wonder who you know that they don't know.
They can type blathering messages meant to entertain with embarrassing photographs embedded right inside the text and post it on your page for all to see. That's really useful. That's really important.
Except, you see, I am not myself just now. I am in fact the voice of a somewhat too-interested kickball friend wondering how really I can be so disinterested in the pseudo-drama of e-world mass procrastination.
Really, I love all of my friends, and the ones I don't love so much - well, not everyone needs to know about it. I also love messages.
Please, write me! Comments? They're gloriously self-gratifying - for you and for me, sure. Even better, if you want to stroke my ego (and please do), or if you're planning to say mean things to me (I'm sure some will take this invitation freely - we all have our enemies, no?), make it personal, make it count - message ME.
In the end, don't try to figure me out too much. Just know this; most of the time I like people, I like computers, I do what I like, so please like what I do.