long live myspace.com

the most amazing thing happened on wednesday. an email in my inbox said someone on myspace had left me a message. someone called mary beth. i only know one mary beth - a long lost best friend that moved away when i was in junior high. i recall it as being quite a devastating event. especially when i lost her new contact info and thus lost touch. messages sent to me on myspace tend to be 40 yr old guys looking for some cyber sex or random people trying to increase their pitiful pointless friend count.

but the mary beth turned out to be her. only married. and with a career as a visual merchandiser. and, as her myspace page proved - looked exactly the same as in junior high! i wrote her back, she emailed again, and an actual phone conversation may actually happen this weekend! glorious day.

i'd tried to google her many times, and the yellow/white pages failed me too. i'm stunned that myspace came through for me, mostly because i treat it like the ugly delinquent younger brother of friendster - and ignore its primitive design and flashing animations with a tinge of disdain. but dang, maybe now i'll have to join some myspace groups or some shit. and *gasp* perhaps post sexy booty pix like everyone else. i'm such a sheep.