Of Aaron’s Unwaivering Ability to Correctly Perceive the World Around Him

“Don’t do it…” They pleaded. “It’s like crack… you’ll never get away.” They’d insist. “…NEVER…” There voice would shift suddenly, sounding as if they were someone else completely; someone or someTHING.

What could encourage an otherwise sane person to bust out the secondary vocal chords and start speaking in tongues?

MySpace.

“You’ll be holed up in your house for DAYS… no, MONTHS!” Wha?! “You’ll forget to bathe!!” Huh?! And, (again in The Voice,) “You’ll even forget to EAT!!!” **Dun Dun Dunnnnnnnnnn!!!!!!!!**

Sadly, I’ve experienced none of these. In fact, this is the first posting I’ve made since I’ve created the account. And I’ve been SOOO searching for a new obsession… not had a good one of those in some time. I’ve never been a heroine junkie, nor have I ever gotten into the whole Everquest or SecondLife thing. So I guess hardcore drugs and ‘net communities just aren’t my bag. Submitting postings on here actually quite feels like talking to myself. Suppose I do that all day anyway. At least people don’t look at me funny if I’m actually TYPING it out.

So what is the obsession? Some people love MySpace.. and yet some even FEAR the dreaded beast that is. Heck, a recent tally shows that I have what, eleven friends now? Or DO I?! How do **I** know they’re even my friends? How do I know it’s not ACTUALLY some 62 year old shut-in getting his jollies off the farce that become the MySpace “friends” community? Or better yet, how do I know it’s not that creepy Tom guy? He was my first friend afterall… Even accepted himself and all as quickly as the account was created. I’ll even bet he was YOUR first friend, too. Coincidence? How do I know he doesn’t simply have some elaborate surveillance set up on the REAL people I know… JUST to fake me out on here?

**Dun Dun Dunnnnnnnnnn!!!!!!!!**

Dun Dun Dunnn indeed….

Sicko.

No, I’m SURE he’s a nice guy. Or am I just saying that because I know he’s watching me in the shower, or watching TV? How do you definitively know that this isn’t Tom posting this?

You DON’t. So FEAR the MySpace, grasshopper. You may be pulled in so deeply that you lose touch with reality. You may even “…forget to poop!!!!!!”

Bah.

.:: observation ends… nonsense ramblings begin… ::.

By the way… I find that the Gotan Project both rocks (in an eerie kinda) way… and creeps me out. [Link provided so you don't have to work for it. As a friend of mine says, "There's a word for that in English... it's 'L-A-Z-Y'."] Wow, this page is getting too long. Might have to archive the posts somewhere. Maybe, maybe in a… in a … BLOG?!?!?!!?!??!

dun duUNN DUNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!