I HAVE 12 FRIENDS
All the kids are talking about. I have to fight to get at my laptop because Liv is usually logged into it. Facebook: it's a bit like MySpazz, only a lot less spazzy.So, after numerous attempts at trying to understand what it is (yes, I know it's a 21st century digital social networking utility on the internets, but what does it do?) I decided to create an account and see what it's like for myself.
It's quite good really. I mean, it's of limited use to me right now because my peer group aren't really into it. But, I can see the point. If I had to sum it up in one sentence, I'd say it's Friends Reunited done well. Or Friends reunited with Twitter and Flickr added on. And with blogger. Oh fuck it, I'm too tired for this and I've had some wine, and I can't be arsed to write an intelligent post about Facebook. The only way to really "get" Facebook is to try it out for yourself.
So, sign up and make me your friend. The way I see it, the more friends you have, the more use it will be. A bunch of folk have this week: Hot Phil, Christian, even Coco McRiley (I had to tell him there was an API before he'd even consider it). So if you sign up, you'll get to waste a bit of time, you'll probably find a few old friends you'd lost contact with, and you will know what all the fuss is about.
2 Comments:
I know you've had a bit of wine, you say so yourself, but WTF? I've accepted "Coco" as a nickname, but where the hell has this "McRiley" come from? Have you suddenly discovered a Scottish link to the Riley name? Bottom line, don't mess with the surname, don't mess with "The Rileys" ;o)
Maybe it's a typo? Maybe he meant M.C. Riley. Holler!
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