The Park

Whoa. I just had a conversation over the phone with a very good friend, J., back from uni. Nothing unusual, you say. Considering I haven’t talked to her ‘98 (or was it ‘99), I say it’s pretty incredible. Or something to that effect.

I am rethinking my whole perspective regarding Friendster. Despite my prejudices against the site, it is admittedly useful. But herein lies the problem, I must find another source to lambast. (Yeah, I hate people.)

Hmmm.

Wait. Hey, My Space. How ya doin’?