I gotta tell you , i want a divorce from myspace. Every morning I wake up to myspace and i think, i’m stuck with you for the rest of my life and you get uglier ever day. If myspace and i went to therapy i  would say that myspace doesn’t communicate with me, tells all my business to eveyone, gives out my number to losers who spam me AND does not do what i ask it to, like PLAY MY SONGS. Myspace is going through a mid-life crisis where it wears ugly outfits that are not fit for a professional. Myspace is suffering from feelings of inadequecy. 

Frankly, i wish it would die and we all could collect the insurance money. In the meantime i suspect that i will get a crappy note from myspace that says the problem was fixed but i have no idea why the songs aren’t playing. It’s like myspace went out and got drunk at an ex girlfirend’s house and didn’t come into work today. Thats why i hang out with facebook on the side.