Facebook.

Well I went and joined Facebook when my brother Adam sent me an invite. I’ve never really looked at it that much mostly because it was a closed network that was limited just to people in big colleges. I don’t know when but they opened it up to everyone a while back. I have to admit that it’s way better than Myspace if only for the reason that there aren’t seizure inducing themes on every freaking page. There does appear to be plenty of annoying “applications” that you can add to your page and it seems like a lot of people can’t resist adding every single one that they can find but there are some actual useful ones. I added one that grabs the feed from this site every hour or so and posts it on my Facebook page automatically which is something I have been wishing Myspace could do. It is a lot more difficult to branch out and find friends of friends that you may casually know because of the way that it walls off different “networks” of people and won’t even look at their profile unless they are in your network. On Myspace you can look at anyone’s profile unless they make it private. Both ways have their positives I suppose. You get more potential privacy on Facebook because you can keep the things that certain groups can see separate. For instance you can choose not to show your drunken photos to people from your work network. I also like that when other people have pictures with you in it they can tag them as you and they show up when looking at your profile. I don’t know if the whole site is worth 15 billion dollars like they are saying in the news but it is pretty good. Sign up and add me as a friend because I’ve only got like… 11 now.

Well I have to get all my packing done this weekend so I can get all moved on the 1st. I still need more boxes but I plan on having everything ready to go. Chuck and Hoop were nice enough to agree to help with their trucks for the heavy stuff and I can waste the rest of my own time with lighter stuff and they can go about their business. Chuck readily agreed but Hoop had to be coerced with the promise of an erotic full body hot oil massage from my Grandma (that was a joke Grandma). I got a ton of todo stuff done yesterday that’s been piling up because of my procrastination. It’s amazing how much I can get done when I put my mind to it and quit messing around.

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