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Shadow Writing

Missing Myspace

It kills me..It really kills me.

Being stuck behind the office Firewall is sometimes worse than not having any access at all. Well, it wouldn't be fair to say that. It's nice getting to peek in and see what's going on with my old myspace buddies..

I remember the days when I actually stayed in one place long enough to set up a humble home office in my bedroom. I'd often crawl out of bed in the middle of the night and chat to a good friend. One of the great things about the net is that there's almost always someone awake to clown around with. They call New Yrok the city that never sleeps, but a nocturnal like me (a term I invented which seems to fit "my kind" hah!) knows to scoff at that slogan. Never sleeps, my caramel arse. Try satsifying a milkshake jones at 3 am in the morning. Maybe that cricket might be able to direct me to a nice diner that's still open...

The only true realm that never sleeps is the web. I miss those long nights in front of my computer. I miss being able to go past my login screen at myspace. That's as far as the firewall lets me get most of the time. (Dammit!) Still, somethin' is somethin', or so they say. You've got to count your blessings and not your roadblocks...

Sometimes I just miss...independence.

Tonight I realized how long it's been since I've seen that website without the restriction of a Firewall. Heck, I'm lucky I've been able to fool the Firewall for as long as I have. (If anyone asks, it wasn't me lol) Sometimes I get the sense that virus filter is getting smart to me. It feels as if it's getting more and more difficult to access my old favorite hangout. These learning programs always outgrow me. I haven't exactly got time to hang around the house all day and stay an in-the-know hacker. lol

It hit me tonight that I may never upload another picture or blog at myspace again. What a bummer. That was enough to trigger a hormonal low that's had me in a sad haze all evening. It wasn't a choice. It just seems like the luxury of time online at home(my favorite past time of all) has just been squeezed out of my life. I've spent many a hopeful month trying to get back on the horse amidst circumstances I can't control...And I'm no closer to those warm, wonderful nights by my terminal than I was a year ago.

Well, guys...If you're reading this...I went unwillingly into that pixelated night. Trying to regain the life I once had feels like trying to do step aerobics in quick sand.

I just might have to accept that the myspace era of my life has come to an end.

At least this writer's still got JournalHome. {Looks around, because I think I just heard a pin drop} I'd kill for a 50 question bulletin right about now.