• This morning, I dreamed that I was doing skateboarding tricks riding a wheeled push-broom.  It was strangely exhilarating.
• As dismissive as I was about Facebook in the beginning, I can easily lose an hour without realizing it because, unlike LiveJournal, my friends are actually people I know with whom I regularly interact in the real world.
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So, D.'s first game of Facebook Scrabble and he not only beats me but blows away my standing for highest game score on my friends list. Since he's not initiating them himself, I am going to drag him into playing my extended social circle, if only so everyone can share in having their rankings lowered by his merciless bingo'ing ( Read more... )

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Occasionally, I will forget just what a petty sadist I am.

Then my friends rope me into playing Scrabulous on Facebook.

I'm torn over whether to use the letters 'G' and 'O' to close out the game with EGO or GOD.

( Bludgeoned to death by my grasshopper... )

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I really don't know why I continue to fall for it, but I guess in some ways I always expect the worst when A. is involved. I knew tonight would fall through, even as he was pumping it up on Wednesday, attracting an ever-swelling number of people to watch the members of Boy Bünd finally hit the karaoke circuit ( Read more... )