Well, well fuckers.....

Well not much has changed here in the blogging world - everyone's still hoping everyone will read about their shitty lives and laugh/cry/relate with them. So I thought I might as well re-enter the world, seeing as I haven't written in months. I guess I was just waiting for just the right thing to piss me off and inspire me to make other people pissed off too. I found it. As I try to communicate here, please forgive me if I make no sense. I am ver-ver tired.
Recently I created a My Space profile. This is mostly due to the fact that I have way too much fucking time on my hands so I spend it getting to know people I will never meet or ever really get to know. This makes me feel like a dog chasing his tail - not as if I'm chasing something I will never catch but just like a fucking idiot. So.... moments ago as I was browsing the My Space world looking for new and better ways to make My Space more appealing to my on-line friends, I went to the only My Space site that sports Eminem songs and videos. (At least I thought there would be songs, but it turns out there is jsut videos...... end of that story....) It was pics of Em and his albums and the story of his sad child, blah, blah, blah and eventual rise to fame. What caught me off guard was the hundreds and hundreds of women - a few men too - thanking Eminem for accepting them as My Space "friends" and adding them to his friends list....... ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?????? Are there actually that many stupid shit-heads in the world that think Eminem set up a My Space account and spends the hours it would take to browse through these thousands of friend requests and select the ones he personally thinks are cool???????? Holy shit! Sorry nerds!!! I have a feeling Mr Mathers is a little too busy touring the fuckin nation and screwing every beautiful bitch (that you can't have) to bother setting up a fucking My Space account just so he can choose you to be his friend! What's even more idiotic is the fact that some hopeless moronic fuck-heads are actually giving out their phone numbers and telling Eminem that they are his biggest fan and that they tell all their homies about him - cuz I guess he needs the free publicity - and that someday they are going to be on TV with him. OMG! Like Eminem is sitting at home glued to his computer screen like, "Holy shit! This guy is my biggest fan? And he says he's going to be on TV! Tell's all his homies about me? Now way! What a stud! I love this guy! I hope he gives me some way to get in touch - holy shit! His phone number! Yes!! Jackpot!! Kiss my ass Dre! I've got a new bff now mutha-sucka!!"
I highly, highly doubt it. Sorry to burst your rapping bubble fo shizzle Em Jr but I don't think you're wet-dream will be calling any time soon. I gotta go to bed. Peace.