After a long while of resisting, I’m properly on Facebook, with friends and everything.
This, of course, means I can no longer use the following joke: “No, I’m not on Facebook. I use Craigslist.”
After a long while of resisting, I’m properly on Facebook, with friends and everything.
This, of course, means I can no longer use the following joke: “No, I’m not on Facebook. I use Craigslist.”
I love how Jenna plays footsies as she cracks the whip.
I'm glad she approved of me.
…Who does she NOT approve of? Ex-flames? Ugly boys?
How's this for a household rule: have some art above your couch.
And why isn't Jenna on Facebook?!
I guess Jenna must like me because she let you be my friend! That IS very controlling. At our house, Mike just lets invitations from friends sit there for MONTHS until I look over his shoulder and say, "Mike, just say yes or no to them and put them out of their misery."
I unabashedly love Facebook. I spend an absurd amount of time on there, but I don't consider it a "waste of time" because I completely enjoy it. Welcome aboard.