Goodbye, my Friendster friend
I discovered in the paper a few moments ago that one of my many Friendster crushes died Monday. I had sent him a message a few months ago but he never bothered to reply. Now I'll never know what might have been.
I still have him bookmarked. I don't know what I'm going to do about that. I am really sad about the whole thing. For me, the thrill of Friendster and MySpace and all the other social networking sites lies in the exciting possibility of actually encountering someone whose profile I recognize. Armed with prior knowledge, I would mention that my favorite drink is Jack and Ginger and that I love bacon — two traits that, coincidentally, we would happen to share! Who knew, right? Clearly we were meant to be together — for the night.
Of course, with my departed Friendster crush there is no thrill because he is gone now and there is no possibility of our ever crossing paths. I looked at his profile, already so sad and anicent, one last time and then deleted it from my bookmarks. There is just no point in holding on to someone who I never had in the first place, and absolutely never will.

Comments
Toby, you don't know me so I feel I can be honest with you. While you're still a good looking boy I have to say that based on those backdoor shots I'd have to go with the before one. The boy in that one looks sleek, lean, & agile. In the after one you look, well, a little bit puffed up, esp. in the back and triceps area. And the face is a bit too round and chunky. I know you've talked about your body issues, but I can't help but wonder what was wrong with the way you were before. Please don't turn into the incrdible gay hulk!
Posted by: Nosferatu | January 11, 2007 12:17 AM
Nosferatu should keep his mouth shut.
Posted by: Eddie | January 11, 2007 07:41 AM
Eddie is right. That's why comments on that post were disabled. If he wanted opinions, he'd solicit them.
Oh. Solicit. I like that word.
I want to know how the kid died. Because I'm morbid.
TOBY SAYS: I haven't disabled comments on any post. Unlike a lot of other gay bloggers, I can handle people's opinions.
Posted by: murraynz | January 11, 2007 08:13 AM
Thanks, murraynz. There's a lot I'd like to say to nosferatu, but since I DON'T know him, I feel it's inappropriate to be honest with him.
Posted by: Eddie | January 11, 2007 10:07 AM
Hi man, how's it going?. I have been reading your blog for ages and I love your stories and been learning to know you a little bit more and see how romantic you can be. That's why i am sending you this message, I need some advice from you.
I have been seeing this guy since last October and I am so in love with him but this is driving me crazy and need lots of advice. what can I do? how can I improve my relationship? Please read my blog and let me know.
Happy new Year!! and thanks for your site as it is a great source of inspiration for young guys like us.
Love xx
Posted by: Rocco | January 11, 2007 10:14 AM
If you really must know, Toby killed him. For play.
Posted by: Agatha | January 11, 2007 12:49 PM
Can you post a link? I want to look at the dead, in life.
TOBY SAYS: No. That's a little sick, even for me.
Posted by: Joe | January 11, 2007 04:47 PM
Never know when you're serious or not. But if you are, I sympathize. There's a blogger a bunch of us chatted with that died before we ever got to meet. As for that other comment, um, if anyone thinks they know what a guy looks like from a few scattered clips of a face and/or backside (which incidentally does look good and full) - and then hand out point by point criticism... well, I think you can just ignore those comments.
Posted by: atari_age | January 11, 2007 10:31 PM
Death, sex and infinity converge on this blog, and in only a few posts after it was revived. Agatha might know what I mean. Toby has a nice assymptote.
Ugh.
Posted by: Lord Cardigan | January 11, 2007 11:15 PM
Hi Toby, In rereading my post from last night I realized that my hastily-scribed comment didn't accurately portray the precise sentiment I was trying to convey. It wasn't a judgment. True, describing anything or anyone as being "chunky" , as Miss Stewart would say, is probably not a good thing [except Skippy peanut butter :)] and I meant no offence by it. I've just always been against the 'too much, too soon' syndrome which seems to have taken hold of so many of our homo-brethren. Bigger is not always better, but in our super-sized society that's not an easy sell. Also be careful with those protein drinks. While they may help build muscle, many are loaded with sugar and unwanted carbs. Muscles are great, lean & defined, but it's hard to show them off if they're encased in fat tissue. And unfortunately alcohol is the source of many empty calories :(
I come back to the before and after photos. In the first I see an energetic, lean mean sex{?} machine. In the second I see someone possibly compensating for imaginary flaws and imperceptible imperfections. But I know that mere pictures don't tell the whole story....
Posted by: Nosferatu | January 12, 2007 12:12 AM
Nosferatu - please crawl back into your hovel which I'm sure is decorated with inspirational "Hang in there!" kitten posters. I don't know what's more annoying - that you bothered to clarify your original comment or that you're so fucking serious about this.
Welcome back Toby.
Posted by: Ryan | January 12, 2007 12:25 AM
No, no kitten posters but I do have a couple of cock calendars hanging on the bedroom wall.
Oops, sun up is nigh and I must dash off to the "hovel" 'fore daylight breaks....
***hiss***
Posted by: Nosferatu | January 12, 2007 05:32 AM
I believe I know who you're talking about. He'd just looked at my friend on f'ster a few days before he died. So sad. And a bit weird.
You're familiar with http://mydeathspace.com/, no?
Posted by: chrisafer | January 12, 2007 03:50 PM
Gawd! I'd give anything to suckle Nate Berkus' nether regions. He's on Okra Today. Gawrgious! But if I'd perished so tragically I don't know if I'd want him to recover so quickly.....
Posted by: Jonny Jumpsuit | January 12, 2007 04:43 PM
lol, my deathspace, HE WAS AN HERO!!
Posted by: Jasen Comstock | January 15, 2007 02:33 PM
I dated a guy once who I met by pretending we used to play volleyball together because I remembered he played from his friendster profile.- He bought me a drink that night because he felt bad he had forgotton me. Gheez- I hope hes not dead.
Posted by: Mike D | January 15, 2007 03:34 PM