So Yeah.... Myspace
So, about a week ago I added a profile to myspace, for no apparent reason, not realizing it was a transdimensional hub to high school. I don't mind, I suppose. I find people generally interesting. I also was intrigued by the fact that you could write css/html in your profile and it works. I haven't figured out why they did this, but I've had some fun with it.
By no means is this an open endorsement, but it has been interesting to exchange messages with old friends. To be honest, it's kind of surreal. I'm happily married now, I have a beautiful daughter, yet I feel like it's high school all over again, except I can't remember who anyone is. Now I feel fat, old, and stupid. In other areas of life it's easy to remember faces but not know anyone's name. High School is exactly the opposite. I remember names but I can't seem to recall if that's what people look like, or for that matter, if I even was friends with them.
Apparently, I was much smarter back then than I am now. This means I'm going to be a blithering idiot by the age of 40. I don't think I'll mind as much since the house will be paid off and I'll be able to afford awesome toys, if everything goes according to plan. This seems to discount having more children though, so I guess what will most likely happen is: I'll have a small gaggle of children, who are much more intelligent than I am, running around my legs, getting what they want because I'm too slow to remember if they're in trouble for boiling the cat, while I try to figure out if the person visiting me from out of town is a relative or a person I don't remember from high school. My wife will sigh. I will take a nap; then I will wonder why my honda hydroecocivic isn't a ferrari and why my parents keep saying I told you so. I have a solution.
Just lie on myspace. I'll tell everyone I'm a hojillionaire, and the pagani zonda is in the shop. In the end, friends will know what's true and everyone else will be impressed. I could impress you now if you go to my myspace page.
By no means is this an open endorsement, but it has been interesting to exchange messages with old friends. To be honest, it's kind of surreal. I'm happily married now, I have a beautiful daughter, yet I feel like it's high school all over again, except I can't remember who anyone is. Now I feel fat, old, and stupid. In other areas of life it's easy to remember faces but not know anyone's name. High School is exactly the opposite. I remember names but I can't seem to recall if that's what people look like, or for that matter, if I even was friends with them.
Apparently, I was much smarter back then than I am now. This means I'm going to be a blithering idiot by the age of 40. I don't think I'll mind as much since the house will be paid off and I'll be able to afford awesome toys, if everything goes according to plan. This seems to discount having more children though, so I guess what will most likely happen is: I'll have a small gaggle of children, who are much more intelligent than I am, running around my legs, getting what they want because I'm too slow to remember if they're in trouble for boiling the cat, while I try to figure out if the person visiting me from out of town is a relative or a person I don't remember from high school. My wife will sigh. I will take a nap; then I will wonder why my honda hydroecocivic isn't a ferrari and why my parents keep saying I told you so. I have a solution.
Just lie on myspace. I'll tell everyone I'm a hojillionaire, and the pagani zonda is in the shop. In the end, friends will know what's true and everyone else will be impressed. I could impress you now if you go to my myspace page.
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