So, several weeks ago, I signed up on facebook to aid in my checking-up-on-the-kiddos routine. Knowing that facebook was supposed to be something like myspace, I figured I’d check there, too, to find out what new thing I should want to strangle my niece and nephews over. Only you have to be registered to search for people.
So I signed up, only to find out that my young family members don’t seem to be on there…at least not that I’ve been able to discover thus far. However, a number of my friends are and had been trying to get me on there for awhile, so in came the deluge of friend requests from them, which I accepted.
Since that time, I have spent time EVERY DAY on that blasted site. There is entirely too much to do on there. None of it worthwhile or valuable or redeemable. I can buy and sell my friends, take care of my computer-animated puppy, send plants to friends while saving the rainforests, be a mob boss, play word games and Texas Hold ‘Em, give drinks and teddy bears and water globes and hatching eggs to friends….it’s insane. And I love it.
Hi. My name is Daisy-Head and I am a facebook addict.