::::::Disclaimer: the author of this weblog entry wasn't thinking outside of her personal experiences while writing the words below. Nor did she consider the fact that your (the reader's) experiences may have been different then her own.::::::

I have to remind myself of the following daily.

You don't need a myspace.
You don't even like myspace.
You don't WANT a myspace.
You don't need to prove your image to anyone. Jesus likes you the way you are. No one else is really as cool as they look on myspace...not even the bands. Myspace encourages stalkers to be creepy. Someday bands will be suing myspace for stealing their music, myspace will take it all, put on a compilation disc and sell it as their own. They'll make more money then all the indie artists ever will, and they can because no one ever read the small print before giving them ownership to do so. You shouldn't be a part of that. You don't need a credit card, they're creepy. You don't need a boyfriend. Breathe breathe. Don't ever quit mime, or else you'll end up on MTV dating shows like Joe Spooner. Your friends are still your friends without myspace. You'll be famous someday for your thinking, wit and incredible miming skills.

I just forget sometimes, that's all