This might sound ironic, considering how conveniently I'm typing and staring into a screen on a blog site--but hear me now--myspace will make a zombie out of the sharpest cat. I could waste away hours, (hours!) and never think twice about anything substantive. Technology, specifically virtual social spots, have the capacity to kill me. I love writing however and have, thanks to this nice little blogspot.com, committed to sharing my "stuff" with those of you will have me.
Courtney is calling me away. She has tea and reminds me of why I left myspace in the first place: to pay attention to beauties like her.
Later on peeps.
