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So, after reading the last post I just wanted to thrown in my thoughts on the matter. MySpace used to be cool and I think it still is cool when used for its original purpose. A place for the promotion of material for various art forms. Of course now its become another place where some people try to find some sort of validation by gaining the most of something -- be it friends, view hits, etc. Also, it is a place in which it seems that people shunned things like thefacebook or even instant messenger have decided to voice their opinion...hypocrits. Then again, looking at it in a social context, it may just speek volumes on how disconnected people are from traditional social structures in which they reach out through postings their current : "mood" or "currently listening to".

However, I guess I should take a step back. I mean, I have AIM, a facebook account, and this blog. I post my own, to some, mundane irrelevant musings and therefore may be seen as a hypocrit in my own right. Well, I would just like to say to those that you are most likely right. But when I see 100s of people claiming they are Mr. T or Britney Spears. It is hard for me to enjoy the good that is myspace. Maybe someday I shall put up something there but I hope it would be to promote something like my ill-honed art or something that needs to be promoted in a space that I can afford. Until then, all you got is this blog.


P.S. All you MySpacer's be careful the "man" is using it to judge if you are suitable to participate in society now.

It's the final countdown.

Well actually, it’s not, unless you include the countdown going on in my head as to the time I will inevitably stumble my way into my sheets. What am I talking about?? It’s only 10:30pm! On a Monday night. The day before a holiday. A holiday where I won’t be going to work. I should be out partying. And singing karaoke…specifically “The Final Countdown” by Europe whilst making magical gestures in the air. But instead, I’m sitting in my computer closet, bored out of my MIND, and listening to 80s rock. Because I’m cool like that. Because that’s how I roll.

Update: Now we are listening to “Thriller” by bad-boy Michael Jackson (and bad in the makes-you-shudder-to-think-you-once-dreamed-of-visiting-neverland sort of way…not in the bad-ass way). So yeah, I’m here. At the apartment. Doing nothing, clearly. Hence the rambling. I decided to post because, 1. my last post was kind of a downer (not that my lack of a social life is any more uplifting unless you’re looking for someone to measure yourself against to feel better) and 2. because I just logged on to AIM (the once social node that connected me and my buddies) to find it deserted. Just when I thought there HAS to be someone out there as lame as me…alas, my loan friends are listed stoically in their idle state: noahxtreme, ThgShRgShMexican, and atpeck1. Oh, and let’s not forget my brand new friends Moviefone and ShoppingBuddy. Those two are NEVER idle. Always there for me when I feel like a bout of consumerism.

But I digress. My point is that little less than two years ago, a log onto AIM meant for sure an interesting late night conversation with that buddy you keep meaning to call but never get around to. Now, however, a new social connector threatens AIM's domination. Or so it seems. Once again, antibunni rides sadly behind the trendy high school bus in her short yellow bus for the socially inept. And this time, unlike the FACEBOOK, I refuse to jump on the bandwagon.

Yeah, you knew where this was going. MYSPACE, the bane of my existence, has stolen a large portion of my AIM buddies. Even those who’ve never used AIM before but somehow find it NECESSARY to now join myspace. Yes, Ms. Gwaumish, I’m talking about you. Not that you would ever read this….see, the girl isn’t even that big into the internet and yet SHE has a myspace account. Gah…

Update: I’m now on a “Highway to Hell” lead by rock legends AC/DC…awesome.

Anyway…not so different from the facebook, myspace is another popularity contest except this time you have to invest WAY more time into creating a fabulous web page. Complete with pics, backdrop, video clips, and theme song. Shit, I can barely decide what to listen to right now. But a theme song? A song that is supposed to represent who I am to the world? That’s too much damn pressure! I’d feel all competitive with my fellow myspacers…. “oh, Suzie Popular has this song. That’s so cool, why didn’t I think of that!?!” or… “look at how many friends Johnny Somebody has! I was way cooler than him in high school! When did he become all awesome and hip-to-now?!?”

Not that I base my life and its importance on frivolous comparisons. No. Not me. I refuse to join so that I can be non-conformist. Like all the other non-conformists. We rule... in a disjointed, non-directional, anti-group sort of way...

Well, like I said, I will be not be making a myspace page so stop begging. I’d rather sit at home on Friday nights and listen to “More than a Feeling” by Boston and pry into other people’s lives by reading their myspace pages. But if I WAS to have a myspace page (and that’s a HUGE if, as in, it ain't ever gonna happen), it would probably look like this:

Font: Times New Roman

Font Color: White

Picture: Stick-figure girl

Intro Music: Gregorian Chant

Favorite Quote: “To be a non-conformist, you have to dress in all black like we do and listen to the same music we do.” -- South Park goth kid

Favorite Movie: An independent film NO ONE has ever heard of.

Favorite Musician: The world music of an obscure band no one has ever heard of in an independent film that even FEWER people have heard of.

Goal within the next year: To avoid creating a myspace page.

And finally…Mood: Supercilious :-)