Just posted this tonight on my Facebook page after getting one too many invites/tags/pokes (superpokes, no less). If you have a Facebook page, you might just relate.
(Note: some of these are true--can you guess which ones?)
10 Pointless Facts About Me
It's finally happened--you've been tagged, probably from some Facebook friend who picked you because they didn't want to piss off their real friends. Now you're stuck with a task that's more annoying than trying to shoo Amy Winehouse away from a tepid beer sitting by your elbow.
At this point I'm supposed to say you need to list 10 facts, habits or goals you may have. Personally, you can list anything you damn well please, just as long as you don't disillusion me. But then again, I have very low expectations of my friends, not to mention the attention span of a distracted jack terrier.
To post your unhealthy self-obsessions, go to “notes” under tabs (or the + sign) on your profile page, paste these instructions in the body of the note, type your 10 pointless facts. If you feel like tagging people, go for it-- after all, would you even notice that ten people de-friended you?
I'm back. Finally.
Yes, I know it's been a while, but it's funny how life insists on getting in the way.
I promise I'll resume posting soon, but in the interim, why not make it a fabulous new year for the good people of Dafur? The folks at Book Wish have a holiday campaign to for books for Darfur refugees. Give $1 for each book received as a holiday gift and help raise funds for library construction, English textbooks and primary school textbooks. So why not lie a little and inflate your holiday book gift total? After all, haven't we all have practice inflating numbers when it comes to gate counts?
The website is: http://holiday.bookwish.org.
Next time: why 2008 sucked. Big time.
What I'm listening to: 24 Hours by Tom Jones. Seriously.