| MylesK ( @ 2007-05-17 22:15:00 |
Facebook
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Facebook, Facebook, Facebook.
Do you ever get the feeling that Facebook is demanding? It's always bugging me for something. Confirm this. How do you know him? Where did you work? What's the password to your e-mail account? (What's my password?!?!?) You have a message but you can't read it here ~ you have to go to FACEBOOK!!!
I really do love LiveJournal.
I received this so-called anonymous comment from Professor Simon Donner at Princeton University suggesting that I check out a graph on his weblog at http://simondonner.blogspot.com/.

...take a look at this graph.
In fact, don’t just look at it. E-mail a copy to the Canadian Prime Minister Stephen Harper. Or fax it to the Environment Minister. Or walk around Ottawa with it stapled to your forehead (er, ok, you can use tape instead).
This is so awesome.
Like getting photos and videos from
meimeigui
Or music from
_tigermilk
Or maps of the Danville Trains from
wondershot
Or advice on 19th century manners and tv shows from
chikkiboo
Or crazy stories and Christmas cards from
amaaanda
I get a vaguely creepy feeling from being networked with people I've met once in real life, and then get wired-in with on Facebook.
But LiveJournal feels like my neighborhood.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Facebook, Facebook, Facebook.
Do you ever get the feeling that Facebook is demanding? It's always bugging me for something. Confirm this. How do you know him? Where did you work? What's the password to your e-mail account? (What's my password?!?!?) You have a message but you can't read it here ~ you have to go to FACEBOOK!!!
I really do love LiveJournal.
I received this so-called anonymous comment from Professor Simon Donner at Princeton University suggesting that I check out a graph on his weblog at http://simondonner.blogspot.com/.

...take a look at this graph.
In fact, don’t just look at it. E-mail a copy to the Canadian Prime Minister Stephen Harper. Or fax it to the Environment Minister. Or walk around Ottawa with it stapled to your forehead (er, ok, you can use tape instead).
This is so awesome.
Like getting photos and videos from
Or music from
Or maps of the Danville Trains from
Or advice on 19th century manners and tv shows from
Or crazy stories and Christmas cards from
I get a vaguely creepy feeling from being networked with people I've met once in real life, and then get wired-in with on Facebook.
But LiveJournal feels like my neighborhood.