Who wants to smoke some crack in the Himalayas?

MySpace is so fucking dead! It's actually really funny. The lifeline of millions of scene kids everywhere has been raped by Facebook. The only people who still use MySpace over Facebook are those who are refusing to make the move because they want to be 'different'. You know, forgetting the whole point of the thing: social networking. If there's no-one there to socialize (or, at the very least, no-one there worthy to socialize with), then what the hell is the point? Yes, Facebook used to suck. But things are different now. Now MySpace is the one poorly imitating the features of Facebook. But if you want to stick with MySpace because it would break your heart not to post thousands of bulletins looking for sympathy and attention, or you'll miss accepting all those random friend requests from wannabe rappers to boost your e-penis with mass amounts of MySpace friends, then by all means, go right ahead.

PROTIP: Stop being such a faggot.

I'm looking to start a secret society of some kind. I haven't decided what the focus of this secret society will be quite yet, though even if I did, I wouldn't reveal it here. In fact, I shouldn't even be writing about my very intentions to start a secret society on a public blog. To be honest, if I was really that worried, I could just delete what I've written, and seeing as you're reading this right now, I evidently didn't do that. Just letting those who are interested know, I want to start a secret society. So get in touch if you too are interested. Possibly under an alias.

By the way, I have just taken the catchpas off of the comment page, so if they were what held you back from commenting in the past, they are gone. No longer do you need to take an extra ten seconds out of your life trying to copy a word that is placed in front of you.

Although, to be fair, some of those things are bloody difficult.



God, this whole Rachel-singing storyline on Neighbours is fucking annoying.