I just killed 90 minutes searching the names of every single person I’ve ever met. I’m told this is called “Facebook Stalking” and it’s made me feel dirty.
I added my wife, Elizabeth, as a friend, and I guess that means that we’re getting pretty serious. It’s a big step for us.
I could see where a 14-year-old would spend every waking hour on this thing. (Facebook, not my blog.)
Friend me, if you are so inclined. I cherish your love.
Checked my email and I had 66 “new” friends. I honestly don’t know 66 people. How does this happen mister Facebook stalker?
66? Impressive. I’m only at 12. Remember, you’re a celebrity.
Check out all of the woollybear fun at this site:
HTTP://WOOLLYBEAR2008.BLOGSPOT.COM
Where can I get one of those “God Squad” t-shirts? I’m hungry for it!
I created a facebook account under Oscar Petrof. I don’t get it. You get to see a bunch of people you may have known throughout the ages, but you can’t look at what they have been doing, where they are, etc?
Are you friends with Wilma Smith AND Lou Maglio, I think not!
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