So I creep, yeahhh...

Okay, okay... so I know having a weblog is emo enough. But I will really try to refrain from emo-fying this space with any kind of whiny ass commentary or useless observations. Because as you all know, MY opinions, commentary, and observations are quirky and hilarious! NEVER useless...

ahem. Where was I? Oh yes-

today's topic of discussion...

After having an always informative and anecdotal AIM conversation with a Miss Lengli (see post previous to this one, bitches), we managed to stumble on a topic that we both feel very strongly about.

MySpace Creeping (see definition #4) :

Now, you may say, "Yeah, so? That's not interesting. MySpace stalking is creepy. That's why my profile is set to private."
But, no! Don't be so hasty here friends. Lengli and myself are not only NOT against MySpace stalking, it's a practice that we both openly admit that we subscribe to.

(Let me just take this opportunity to mention the level of stalking that I am referring to here so as not to completey creep anybody out. {PUN INTENDED! ohhh!} I, McQ, am what you would consider a mild-level creeper. I pussyfoot around the social networking sites and creep on people, with the extent of my stalking being the following: I get obsessed with somebody and their profile and creep on it more than once a day, but after a couple days, or sometimes weeks, that shit gets old or unfruitful, and I move onto somebody else. Then, one day I remember the days when I was stalking that person, and I revisit their page to bask in those memories and say to myself, "Why hello there, old friend." Which is then usually followed by a "What was I thinking? WHY was I obsessed with you for a hot minute again?" or the occasional "Damn. You're STILL in a relationship with that cow? Sucks to be you." I waste some time, have a good chuckle, and move on. )

So, with that said, why else do you think that MySpace was invented? So you could look at your OWN page?! (Although quite narcissistic, that is another practice I will admit to.)

No dude. MySpace was invented so you could put YOUR shit out there, and then the agreement is, in turn you are allowed to creep on all the shit , for example, your ex-boyfriends (and I'm talking all ex-boyfriends-pre-school years to the present) put out there. It's also great for creeping old friends, people you don't like, ex-boyfriends' new girlfriends, prospective prospects, and prospective prospects' top friends. It's a hooplah of six degrees, unexpected blasts from the pasts, and gold mines of juicy gossip!

This leads me to a topic that REALLY burns me up and really puts a damper on the act of creeping-

MySpace Trackers:

COME AWN PEOPLE! You are seriously taking all of the fun and mystery out of the actual purpose of MySpace! Successful creeping can only occur when creeping remains ANONYMOUS!
(And let me just mention that after speaking with aforementioned pal, Lengli, I've come to learn that those trackers don't even work unless the person who is looking at your profile also has the same Tracker software you do. Can somebody else PLEASE back me up on this?) But, that aside, you assholes with your trackers have to ruin it for everybody. And now, is it true there are Facebook Trackers out now?!! MY GOD! Are none of us cyber stalkers safe anymore from being exposed?!! I mean, once you get yourself a tracker and you know who looks at your profile and how many times a day, then that is what will most likely force you to do the following:

Setting your Myspace Profile to Private:
(haha THIS douche bag is a great example of unneccssary private profilization. No, he's NOT an ex, either. Just some back woods asshole who I only met once, but tried to charge me and my friends $10 an hour to attend his crappy kegger.)

Now, I can possibly understand why some folks might set their MySpace profiles to private. I mean if you're a kindergarten teacher moonlighting as an exotic dancer/free-basing crack whore, or are attempting to get a new job and don't want prospective employers creeping on your questionable lifestyle choices, then alright. Be private.

I can even admit that when I was looking for jobs I did set my profile to private for a couple of weeks... and have even considered doing it again in light of the article I wrote appearing in the upcoming edition of BlockClub magazine. (*SHAMELESS PLUG WARNING:* Get your copy of the Summer Edition of Block Club Magazine at your favorite locations all over WNY beginning in Early July! *THIS HAS BEEN A SHAMELESS PLUG*). But then I figured, hey, if somebody actually wants to take the time to learn, for one, how to spell my name, and then proceeds to look me up on The MySpace, then by all means- Go ahead! Do it! And trust me. I will resist all urges to be creeped out and replace those urges with sheer flattery!

I mean, the bottom line here is that I'm putting that information out there, on the INTERNET! I understand that, quite frankly, whatever I put out there is open game for internet users to find if they are so inclined. (And let me just mention, IF they'd even be so inclined to do that.) It's the goddamn internet people, not your lockable "My Secrets" diary that you had in middle school. (You know the one- you kept it between your mattress and box spring and you hid the key to it's easy-to-pick-piece-of-shit-lock in your sock drawer.) Just Remember:

• Choose your friends wisely because they could be taking incriminating photos of you .

and

• You can't always prevent what your friends (and in my case, family) will post on your profile page:

Elizabeth



Jun 17 2007 2:09PM :

Thanks Beth!


So, in closing... To all you Trackers and Private Profilers- I'm creeping on you! Oh, that's right. I will not be deterred by your crusade to make life impossible for myself and other mild-level cyber creepers. I will not bow down to your tracking software and IP-address-wrangling quietly. No, my friend, I will defiantly continue to creep you. That's right. Better set that shit to Private because McQ's got her eyes on yous!