Includes SuperTrams, Breadcakes, Hole In T’Road, Arctic Monkeys & Jennels.
Whatever your reason for facebook suicide, kicking the bucket, shuffling off your mortal coil, running down the curtain and joining the bleedin’ choir invisible, remember…
Not kicking around on facebook for the last month or so, has got me thinking that some things in our life will never be the same again with out it. Such as Birthdays…
My best mate’s getting married. The first of one of my closest friends to get hitched. I’m a Bridesmaid. I am incredibly chuffed to be asked and excited to bits about this. I’m not worried about my biological clock, look at Cathy in Eastenders. Ben turned out fine.
Look at that for stamina. Just look at me. You try and see that red notifications circle in triple frickin’ figures and not want to click on it.
If you quit a social network does your focus instantly shift to musical theatre and lentils? No-one to poke, nothing to ‘like’, no-one to stalk, well what’s a girl to do?
Last year, I stopped drinking wine for lent, but ended up drinking bare loads of beer. I imagine if I gave up the cigs for lent, I’d come out of the other end smoking a pipe.
My facebook use-age on a scale of 1-5, is 4.5. I use it as a light-hearted platform to share stuff, sound like a nob & try to make people laugh.
You’ll see allsorts, from the guy in the hard hat who’s just picked up a hooker at 5 o clock in the evening; to a family of six whom Ronald McDonald owes his latest franchise in Rochdale to.
Sunday, October 07, 2007 Music is rubbish. it’s the soundtrack to your life. That’s why I’m not to sure about Dance music. can a beat provoke so much thought as […]