But I finally got sucked in to the screaming wasteland that is MySpace. First, my friend Charlie signed up, and since he's what I use to measure Cool, it got me thinking. Then my friend MK has her MySpace page for work and kept telling me about this musician or that musician and how I should check them out on her links. Except you can't see all of the page unless you have your own MySpace account. So over the din of the voices in my head screaming, "if all of your friends jumped off a CLIFF, then you would TOO??" I signed up for my own account. It even has photos of ME and stuff about ME and people who are friends with ME.
I know people - smart people - who think MySpace is the beginning of the end of civilization as we know it and by signing up, I am forever damned. However, in the world of MySpace, Debbie Harry, Kathy Griffin, and Lady Sovereign are my BFFs along with my real BFFs like MK, Charlie, and Joan Jett. The siren song was just too strong and I am weak. If you hate MySpace, forgive me. But if you have a MySpace page, I have one question: Will u be my friend?