MySpace

I should be getting siked for the Girls' Retreat, but I'm just not there yet. So, I'll write something in an effort to inspire myself to take a shower and pack my stuff for the night.

I have had my blogger and myspace pages for approximately the same amount of time. I actually did not want to get a myspace account at first, but Lisa convinced us to get on so we could correspond easier and see pics of Lacey more often. So, we complied. I have never liked myspace much, though. I hate the emphasis on appearance and hooking up with people you don't know but think are cute. I was asked to befriend a kid who I think is only inviting blonde girls to be his friends. Sure, that's going to lead to something. Long story short, I prefer this blog to myspace. However, lately I have been paying more attention to myspace because more people are on it. Most of the Second City guys are there, church people are there, plus I 've been able to reconnect with some people from high school. Just last night I found our babysitter from the street we grew up on. That was wild. She is now my friend, of course. I will admit that myspace makes it much easier to network, because you don't have to remember every individual account name. I do write on myspace from time to time, but it's usually really mindless stuff (because everything I write here is highly intelligent and thought provoking. lol.). Unfortunately, my readership there seems to be a lot higher than here. I have tried and tried to convince people to view this page. I even post link reminders every now and then. Some people do make it over, but I'm not sure it's a regular thing. I have even tried to bolster Blogger membership. I did succeed recently with the addition of Andy after many months of Lisa and me bugging him. But, where's Christine? Where's Mark and his musical reviews (I think it would be very informative.)? Sigh. Oh, Blogger I have tried, but even I am forced to pay more attention to myspace. So, please don't be jealous if I start writing more for them than for you. It's not personal. I'll always love you more.