I guess taking the time out to think back on stuff has a tendency to make you want to write about it. The past always has a tendency to come back and either bite you in the ass or just make you giggle. Sometimes when you’re just sitting around talkin’ to your friends on the net or in real life, you have a moment of deja vu; not because you had the same conversation earlier (though that sometimes is the case), but simply because in that moment you find yourself reminiscing.

I guess that little intro up there leads to this, in some way shape or form…

I don’t really remember when I started surfin’ the net or whatever, but I know I was pretty young considering I’m only 19 right now. I didn’t really get on the net to learn all there is about HTML and crap like that (even to this day I really only know the basic’s by heart), it was to play games and read comics that weren’t in the paper I got to read. For awhile like many people, I bounced from ISP to ISP. Usually ending up staying at AOL (until my ban) then moving to the next one depending on which had the better word of mouth or better ad’s. Dial up was craptacular, but it didn’t matter because there was always chatrooms.

Even before Dateline and crap had stories on internet predators and shit like that, perverts and preverts alike were already finding each other in chat rooms (albeit in a more discreet manner at the time). There were the designated kids chatroom’s and everything in between, parents thought letting there kids talk to Little Bob on Chat1 was harmless, and I guess it was for awhile. But it was still fun, not like nowadays where it’s filled with spam, pop-up ad’s telling you "your dick’s too small so pump it up", blogs, sites where the sole purpose is "networking" (i.e. myspace, facebook, livejournal to an extent, even deviantart nowadays, etc). It’s just a crazy place to be (or virturally be). You can’t ever tell who’s decent and who’s not, all you have to go on is a profile where more often then not people lie.

I suppose my main reason for even thinking about the years that’ve passed while I’ve been on the net is, there’s been so many stories lately about people winding up missing because of the internet. The news portrays the internet like it’s the redlight district at your fingertips now (well it is, but that’s usually only by choice). What’s worse is, seems like the biggest and most convered stories are about how stalkers and other deviants are using the net to nab their latest prey. It’s freakin’ crazy. Places like myspace, facebook, livejournal, deviantart, and other places I don’t even know about are just turnin’ into plaes to meet people so you can fuck ‘em someway or somehow. I guess it’s human nature right?

Married people who aren’t very happy with their marriages have easier ways to find other people they can cheat with. Kids who feel left out can associate with other left out kids and plot sumthin’, like a O.C. party (yeah I coped out, so what). Basically the internet is turning into one big assed high school lunch room. It’s a popularity contest, see how many friends you can get on myspace, see how many people you can fuck you met from facebook, murder and maim people from deviant art. What the hell people, can’t you all just sit at a computer and NOT try n find the next person you can add to your black book?

Meh, I’ve already typed too mcuh without getting anywhere close to an end, so I’ll just stop here. I’ll just end this post with a simple warning to everyone, young and old, be careful who you invest your trust in. You never know who you’re going to meet on "this" world wide web.