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blamebrampton) wrote2009-07-28 09:21 am
blamebrampton) wrote2009-07-28 09:21 am
Drive-by am not kidnapped by aliens post
Brammers: Oh god, apparently five of my friends have invited me to be on Facebook.
Brammers' young friend: OMIGOD! I can't believe you're not on Facebook! You should totally be there!
B: I'm old, dear, the first number in my age is a four.
BYF: You're NOT old. And besides, my mum is in her forties and she's on Facebook.
B: I'm old and I have no children I need to stalk on Facebook. Also, I'll just be over there having a little cry for the next few minutes ...
Back to the work, editing and writing. Slowly catching up!
Brammers' young friend: OMIGOD! I can't believe you're not on Facebook! You should totally be there!
B: I'm old, dear, the first number in my age is a four.
BYF: You're NOT old. And besides, my mum is in her forties and she's on Facebook.
B: I'm old and I have no children I need to stalk on Facebook. Also, I'll just be over there having a little cry for the next few minutes ...
Back to the work, editing and writing. Slowly catching up!
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Honestly, does that person you went to highschool with that you cannot for the life of you remember their name REALLY need to know how you are or what you're doing with your life? um... no. And nor do they care other than to tell the next person they bump into.
I just never know what to say. :/