Like the falling leaves

Most of these blogs were originally posted on Bebo. There are some there that didn't make the leap and there will in theory be some here that won't be on Bebo. I feel that anyone who has ever social-networked can relate, whether that's a good or bad thing I refuse to comment.

Friends come and go and as long as they do it quietly and without making a scene we don't really notice or mind too much. I, like most normal people, will gravitate to whoever is nearest me at the time. I don't mean nearest in the "nearest and dearest" sense, just in the geographical. I will forgive many sins and ignore your shortcomings just so the lonely night doesn't swallow me up.

I've been thinking about this because I really want to hit 100 friends on Bebo. I know this means nothing, Rosanna Davison has more pages of friends than I have friends, I'm sure she's a real peach of a person, she did win Miss World, but the sheer workload of keeping in contact with that many people makes it impossible, she's not Santa Claus. Well probably not. It'd be a ridiculous double life to pull off.

I'm close to 100, real close and I wanna hit it without being anymore needy or desperate than this blog makes me seem. I want other people to ask me to be their friends. That is pretty fucking needy and desperate. It's the same feeling I get when I get near to breaking a fitness record or something. The first time I rowed a 2k in sub 7mins was cool, but it didn't make me a better person or anything, it's just an arbitrary target. Arbitrary is cool, it keeps things simple.

The "quest" for 100 friends, only recently realised, has meant that I had to look at all the friends that I have on bebo and see that some of them I don't know anymore, or never did or knew briefly and couldn't not be friends with. It's silly, very silly. Bordering on the ridiculous. Fuck it, lets not split hairs, it is ridiculous. This blog is meant then for all the people who at one time I knew and said "let's keep in touch" and didn't. Some of you I didn't mean it at the time and some it's just because I'm shit at that sort of stuff and you're better off without me. There are the unlucky few that I think I'm better off without and I would get rid of you but I really want 100 bebo friends and right now that petty little concern outweighs my disdain for you.

So if you know anyone that you think might want to be my friend or would get a kick out of the way I phrase things or the unique selection of videos that I have copied to my profile from other people, then please refer them to my page. For the next three people I will exercise virtually no discretion in claiming them as friends. It'll be a nice little microcosm.

Don't take offence, what We had was truly special.