The Mister, after kicking, belittling, fighting, resisting is hooked on Facebook.
I set an account for him and he refused to use it, grousing that it was a waste of time. True, dat. However through Facebook I have connected with many old friends, made some new ones and contacts for when I’m ready to go back to work.
* Daily I get questions like: do I want to accept this gift? (Only if you want a bunch of junk)
* Why do I have to see Leaky’s pictures? (It’s your news feed about your friends)
* You saw what I wrote to my friends? (It’s public, babes)
* The Teen didn’t respond to my friend request (She’s in a Sim coma)
It’s weird. We are in the same room and I’m on my Crackberry and he’s on the desktop and we are both on Facebook.
What’s on your mind?