I Continue to Sell Out

So last night I caved to public pressure... and I signed up on Facebook.

First MySpace, then Blogger, now Facebook - it's like I have to sign up for every single one of these internet-based popularity contests. And it is even more ironic, considering how much I hate people. Seriously, I have no interest in making friends in the real world, so why should I care so much about making friends on the internet?

Well, I think I can argue my case a little here. Firstly, I don't accept everyone to be my friend on MySpace; of my 68 friends, there are only 12 that I do not personally know - and that includes the Transformers, Autobots, Decepticons, each of the four Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, MC Hammer and The Cure. But then, I do consider those to be my bestest friends in the whole wide world... Plus there are 2 people on my friends list that I really don't like. I keep them on there so I can write mean comments on their page. And they still don't delete me. Losers.

I think maybe I just like writing stupid things and having places to show my pictures of La Parka. And I like looking at the numbers; such as my blog viewing number now reaching 3000. That sort of stuff appeals to the nerd in me. That and having Donatello as my friend.

But most of all, I like the internet. I'm not really sure why, but I find it the easiest way to waste my time. There is always some sort of scandal or something that I can read about. Heck, I'm sure I can find at least 100 stories on my brother alone! Plus there is a never ending supply of pro-wrestling related humour that always provides me with entertainment.

Now I'm not sure how any of that relates to me being on Facebook... but it does, I can promise yout that. And in the end it all makes sense doesn't it?

The answer is:
No

Seriously, what was I just writing about?
Firstly we establish that I am addicted to MySpace and will soon be as addicted to Facebook. Yet I despise humans and interaction with them. Why don't I ever make sense?

Next I'll be saying I own a cellphone because I needed something black to go with my pocket.