31 May 2007 - 11:10 pm

MySpace

Yes, I have a MySpace account. Right now its main purpose seems to be for me to spy on him via her, since she is now linked to him.

That's where I found out that she thought she was in a relationship with him starting in February, because all her friends publicly post on her account, and that was back when we were still doing our weekly visits and hanging out and having breakfasts and watching movies together. Back when things actually seemed to be getting better between us. Hmm.

But strangely, although she has him linked to her and shows him as her number one favorite friend, she is buried in the second page of his friends, while me and the ex, also named Sarah, are clearly visible on his main page of friends.

Fortunately, the new girlfriend likes to brag, and likes to post pictures, so I get to see a shit-faced him back stage in the VIP section of Coachella. Did I mention it was her birthday that weekend? So she posts a special message on his account saying "the desert, the weekend, my birthday, let's do it again, any time...." If it was so special, why does she need to post it so everyone else can see? See what I mean about bragging? Then her friends are now posting on his page saying cute photos, etc.

And then immediately after Coachella, he's sick. He was sick also last week. He was also sick sometime in March, or early April. She even posted on his account that she hoped he got better soon. Different illness each time, but really. Psycho-somatic, much?

Anyway, moving on, now that I'm linked to him, like I always have been, and am now linked to her, through our extended networks, and her friends seem to really dig MySpace, suddenly I have had a number of people I don't know asking to be my friend, or sending me messages. I don't know for sure they are connected to her, but she is from Georgia, and a bunch of people from Georgia suddenly asked to be my friend. Strange. I don't do strangers. I do musical strangers, but not real live people strangers. I only have five actual people friends. I took my boss off recently, 1) because we are fighting in the work place, and 2) I don't really want him in my private life, thank you very much. None of his business. My female friends get tired of MySpace and take themselves off. That's happened three times now, so not batting well in the female friends category.

Anyway, so I get one message that simply said "I want to be your slave." I thought about it, and after a week, finally responded with "You are not worthy." He hasn't responded back. Aw, that could have been fun, bantering sexual innuendos with a stranger and never letting it progress beyond that. But oh well.

Then this really cute guy sends a message saying something like "Hey Gorgeous! You still up?"

But I didn't get the message until something like a week later. My computer at home likes to wig out when on MySpace, and it thinks illegal operations are being performed, and just shuts down, refuses to stay on the Internet. So it was probably one of those times he saw me online.

I wrote back. It might have been late, but it was now the end of the work week, about to go into the holiday weekend. No plans, bored, and someone cute wanted to get to know me. I bite. He responds back. I say I am off to see the Pirates of the Caribbean movie with my roommate, and that was my big plan for the weekend, what were his big plans?

I was gone by the time he responded, and out of the movie. It was one am. I had no way of getting ahold of him and his offer of champagne, kisses and finding out how the movie was, so I thought, I'll give him my cell number, that still says nothing about me or where I am, other than LA. As our profiles clearly indicated we were both in LA. Nothing new gained there.

So, I do read people's profiles, and like I said, this guy was cute, and funny. It started off like some schmuck trying hard to impress the ladies, enjoying walks on the beach, movies that made him cry, kittens, and then it talked of his love and worship for Baal, and how all should bow down to the great demon, and then went back to firelight and snuggling.... Anyway, it was quite amusing, and I wondered how many people didn't bother reading all of it to get his sense of humor.

So then he texted me the next night. He wanted to know if he should bring over the previously mentioned champagne. Points for texting before nine pm, very considerate.
But I felt uneasy inviting him over. Plus, let's get down to the god's honest truth, it was menstruation time. Really did not want to meet up that night in particular, and thought I was being considerate. Besides, there was still Sunday and Monday left of the holiday weekend.

I called and conferred with my girlfriend Marie, and she told me it would be an act of low self esteem to invite a total stranger over to my house. I need to respect myself more than that, and it was not acceptable to her for me to do such a thing. Suggest a public meeting, another time, not at my place. These were thoughts I already had, so it wasn't like she was the only voice of reason. She was merely the conferring concensus voice of reason.

Fine. I texted back at 10:01. I didn't want to seem too eager, and like I had nothing better to do that night. I didn't, but, I did have to think about it. I was watching the Muppet Show, Season 1. I said yes, I would like for him to come over, but not that night. How about meeting up sometime the next day? For coffee, a movie, a meal, anything of that ilk? (I like that I worked the word ilk in there. A short word, but it shows I am literate.) Perhaps, I even suggested, a picnic in Griffith Park, with aforementioned champagne? (See how I worked that champagne that had been mentioned numerous times before into an innocent suggestion now?) And I asked if any of that sounded appealing and when and where.

And then, within a few short minutes (perhaps HE is the one with no life?) he responded back. Sadly, my cell phone has been partially garbling people's texts to me, so all I got was "Unfortunately I'm going *garble* o leave without your taste on my tongue." With a smiley face that seems to be smirking?

I got blown off for doing the sensible meeting strangers in public thing? Wow. Like Marie said, if he says no to that, at least you know where you stand even before you got started.

Thing is, I don't even like champagne.

And in answer to the questions about the latest Pirates movie, the answers are Yes, and of course Yes! For those of you who didn't want to know, then just think of a different question, and it's probably the right answer too.