SYCOPHANT

i received a random instant message today from someone who, after saying “hello?” several times, informed me that they really enjoyed my website. naturally, these things are bound to happen once you’ve reached the pinnacle of the online community. of course, i expected it to be somebody who read this website (a hot chick) professing her undying adulation for me. i would, in turn, invite her to come over and hang out in my “hot chicks room” and after a night of passionate lovemaking (real men call it lovemaking, by the way) she would either a) disappear forever leaving me unburdened by pregnancy scares or b) ask me to marry her (real men are too lazy to think about marriage and are eventually commanded to do so by a lady).

of course, it turned out to be a fifteen year old guy that was IM-ing me, telling me he had just stumbled across a completely different website of mine. this old website. i was shocked people could still find it, because i hadn’t looked at it since the start of my junior year. you could probably consider that webpage my first foray into the world of blogging, only spaces like this didn’t exist unless you wanted a livejournal account—and i certainly did not.

i remember the creation process of that page really well because, as i’ve expressed in this blog, i think that the youth of america has seen a rapid decline in their ability to both interact with their peers and speak proper english. what i now refer to as the “dumbification of youth,” i was then trying to portray by citing some examples and being as blunt as possible. and, of course, there was a huge negative response about how i was stupid and had no life because i devoted a page to it, but i think the fact that close to 20,000 people have viewed the thing proves that there are people out there who have way more time on their hands than i.

i still think it’s priceless. thanks, fifteen year old gay boy, for bringing some sunshine to this rainy new jersey day. because of you, the legend of “AIM Etiquette” lives on…