So I joined Facebook yesterday. I don’t know why, it just felt right. Call it peer pressure, call it codeine cough syrup mixed with red wine, call it nostalgia for a time when Friendster was king and the internet was in 56k. Let’s see how long it lasts. I’d probably be more into it if I had any friends. I kind of feel like this guy in the video below. Let’s see how long this foray into cyberfriendship lasts…I do have one question though…my mom wants to be my friend…does that mean she can see all of my mistakes and drunken stupors?
Proletariat has a Facebook page
too I guess. I like it.