Screw you Myspace! You mean nothing to me! You should mean nothing to everyone. I’ve said it dozens of times before and I still keep having to say again and again that nothing on Myspace or Facebook is real. Not from me anyway. Its the same fanciful mix of satire, humor, sarcasm and self promotion peppered only with dashes here and there of genuine reality of my personal life. I already have a life in real life. I don’t need to claim places on the internet with it. And none of you should. These social networking sites should be diversions, business tools, or both.
But the world still hasn’t gotten the message. Whats worse is that neither have people close to me that REALLY should know better. They constantly yapp about not being on my top 8, or doing/not doing some other online action that supposedly speaks to how I think or feel about them in the real world. Not so. Never so. You’re an idiot.
Now I get into THIS mess with the chick I’m banging when she IM’s me with this (it says my name instead of screen name cuz it was on ichat):
prettyface85: ur myspace says ur inlove
prettyface85: who r u inlove with :* 
;) ;)
Richard: myself. duh
prettyface85: oh
Richard: jk. hate to burst your peepie little bubble, but idk wtf ur talking about or where it says that
prettyface85: lol
prettyface85: well it says amours n i looked what it meant
prettyface85: n it says in love
prettyface85: on ur richardbushnell myspace
Richard: where?
prettyface85: ur current mood or somth
Richard: oh. lol. amorous
prettyface85: yea
prettyface85: that
Richard: awk-warrrrrrrrrrrrrrd
prettyface85: ?
Um. I misread it when I first selected that as my “mood” (a new feature myspace offers now that they stole from Facebook) and thought it said “avarice”…
Avarice means insatiable greed for riches; inordinate, miserly desire to gain and hoard wealth.
Amorous means:
1. inclined or disposed to love, esp. sexual love: an amorous disposition.
2. showing or expressing love: an amorous letter.
3. of or pertaining to love: amorous poetry.
4. being in love; enamored: She smiled and at once he became amorous of her.
So of course the bitch picks #4 to be the #1 meaning of the word, gets all fricken excited, and plays the falsely bashful southern bell only to get let down (girl: why sakes alive, who would those flowers be fo? - guys: uh. my ma - girl: oh…).
Should I have lied and just said something like “oh, you know it shawty! ;)”. Duh. Would have gotten me plenty of extra serendipitous points I didn’t have to try for. But alas, I don’t know how to lie. So I layed it on her nice and blunt like.
She was not happy. I think she cried a little.
I don’t feel bad. Cuz you shouldn’t be taking Myspace so f-ing seriously in the first place!
