Snuffed Out
Before we can move forward, we have to start with a confession.
*Hangs head*
In the past I have been known to roll my eyes, jab my finger about and perhaps even snarl a bit when the words 'MySpace' were uttered. My loathing was unwavering...until that night, two months ago when I found myself being abducted. A bag was thrown over my head, muffling my screams of protest and pain before everything went black. When I regained consciousness, I found myself in a dark, dank room...panic rising in my chest as I tested the bonds anchoring me to a heavy wooden chair.
It was in that room...with the theme song from "The Facts of Life" playing in the background...that I was coerced, brainwashed and beaten down. They took my loathing and disgust for MySpace and squashed it as if it were no more than a bug beneath their shoe. They made me...they FORCED me...to open a MySpace account.
I did as they asked...and now I've been found out. God help me...I've been found out.
posted by Lindsey @ 5/10/2006 06:00:00 PM
34 Comments:
This isn't what I was really going to write about today but I suppose it leads up to it...
I'm not too fond of Friendster and Myspace. Don't see a point in keeping both the accounts when I hardly ever login. Hence my deletion. LOL. But after reading all the bad news revolving Myspace, I really try to stay away from it.
Oh the shame! :) haha.
Can't wait to see what other "dirty" secrets you will spill!
Oh no! Not you too! It's brainwashing. Don't drink the Kool-Aid!
(www.myspace.com/shadeofafreeway)
Sigh. They got me too. My sister brought me into the cult. I may never be able to get out.
Should we call an exorcist?
Hang your head--damn right. Don't ever bring that weak Myspace crap down the lane again. ;-D
Run while you can!
You're one of us now! Muahaha!
Oh, and I meant to tell you that I had to back out of the Atlanta Diversity Conference. Too many of us from our office wanted to go, so we played Rock, Paper, Scissors, and I lost. Bastards.
I totally would have called you to hang out though...
no!!! you've... you've... gone to the other side.
i will confess, i do have one "fake" account, b/c a friend of mine posts his stand up comedy dates on his myspace blog and i wanted to be able to read it. so i created a profile called "alice mcfakey." my only "friend" is the dude who started myspace (although i didn't realize that's who he was until another myspacer clued me in to that)
LOL! I fear they are going to get me next.
Help! Someone help me pleeease!
Aren't you being just a touch melodramatic Linny :) Seriously funny post. Keep them coming!
see me
i realised the error of my ways and removed my profile from the evil myspace place and now i feel all refreshed and satisfied :o)
I don't get the attraction of MySpace. What is it, like Internet crack or something?
Alas... I'm guilty also. Several of the guys on my Fire Departemt had profiles there and they coerced my to do it too...
Well, if it makes anyone feel better...I do NOT post there. The only reason I was talked into getting the acct is b/c a bunch of my friends that I haven't seen in years are on there and now we're able to keep in touch.
oh God! Why, Linny...WHY? If you want any chance at rehabilitation, you must immediately delete all record of your MySpace account...from your life, from your harddrive...from your PAST...
Well, I'll forgive you, but only because you were coerced. :)
The dark side is not so bad. I just try to visit once or twice a week. No more than that or hubby starts to make fun.
TRAITOR!1!!
haha. I've been abducted too. Myspace is an addiction.
Yup! I was taken to that same room!!
I use MySpace to stalk people.
You think I'm kidding, don't you?
I GOT ONE OF THEM TOO!!!
I FEEL GGUILTY AT TIMES...LIKE I HAVE BEEN CHEATING.
IT IS ADDICTING THO....
WHERES UR SPACE?
you'll be sorry!
Seriously! I just found somone on there that I thought I knew and loved. Not the same person I saw on his myspace. It's evil!
Oh it isn't long until you're addicted. You can look for me if you want.
Yeah...That's a really plausible excuse there Linny. I'm only on it because my entire family is there. Cousins strung out all over the planet. It's good to have a sense of "family" - even if it's sorta MySpace twisted.
I'll forgive you if you forgive me. LOL
Well, will you give us the link to your space?
Oh Phil. I'm not putting that info out there for everyone to see. Not EVERYONE has found me thank god. If anyone wants my address just e-mail me and I'll be happy to send it along.
ROTFL! Seduced by the dark side. ;-)
Had to go find out what MySpace was before I could comment <-- and that's the extent of my comment lol.
Linny, seriously: I hate MySpace too, but I joined just so I could talk to my sister (we're both bad about emails, so we thought leaving comments might be fun).
So the first time there, I used my real name, and all these people I went to high school with started writing me, and they were all still childish and I thought, You know, I've grown up a lot. I don’t' want to sit around and talk to these losers I knew in high school. I'd rather meet new and interesting people at Blogger.
So I delete that account. Started a fake one.
Well. That was all well and good. I read my sister's blog. Left comments. Met a cute guy (tee-hee).
But then, what-do-you-know, and let this be a WARNING to all of you who use MySpace: They gave out my personal information!
I was using a fake name. Fake town. Fake email. And right there, clear as day, MySpace showed my real name, real email, real town.
Why?! How the heck can they even do that?! I don't know, but it was creepy, trust me.
I deleted the whole thing, and I'm never going back.
Plus, lots of little girls are there, getting raped by online perverts.
I just don't think it's good.
...
This entry, on the other hand, was good. Very well written, Linny me girl. :)
And I do hope you have a better experience with MySpace then I did.
But please...reconsider. ;)
~ Ash
"Who needs a man...when you can blog," now that seems to be unfair despite the nice way you blog here.
I opened one at my friends' request, used it one day, and gave up. I don't get it. I really don't!
I hate MySpace...yet I'm strangely on it and somewhat addicted. God help me.
That's a great story. Waiting for more. » »
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