I was a late comer to the game of social networking. I think I was about 24 when I first heard of myspace. Forgive me for me inability to stay on top of fads, I was worried about other things...
But oh the wonderful things that myspace gave me. There is the good, I was reaquainted with MLo, actually in all honestly I am not entierly sure if that was how we started talking again. I met the BFF randomly, while I couldn't sleep. If I had been functioning normally I never would have replied and where would I be now? With out wonderful stories about the Iron-Welding-Bridge-Troll and BiPolar Girl. I found some fantastic blog buddies and developed great friendships, via the net. Although two of them I have met.
Then there was the bad, like that one irish mucisian guy.... the breast feeding blog (she deleted it otherwise I would have linked it), people that didn't agree with some of my more opinionated blogs. And the ugly... Like Cheetos (WORST MISTAKE EVER), the EEEEEEEEEEEE guy, and other random people that I could have never met.
And now.... Well.... I don't really like myspace. I am on maybe once a week. I quit blogging there. I quit most of it. I just don't like it any more. It has gotten... well trival. That or I have just grown up. I miss the conversations, the silly comments, reading all the blogs. But the site just doesn't do it for me anymore.
So I get ready to wave a farwell. The only thing that makes me sad is losing all the wonderful correspondence. Some of the funniest things I have ever read were sent to me on myspace.... Check out time is now.
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