do re meme

2009-02-19 2:09 p.m.

Diaryland is having a seizure. For the past five times that I've clicked in the entry box and tried to begin typing, the browser freaked out. Calm down, dland!

Hm, I wonder if I can handle the commitment to Twitter when I hardly even post in here. I revived my account today - the last post was seven months ago, and about donuts. Really substantive stuff. Actually, you would think that I would have gotten on board with Twitter long ago. I would love to update my Facebook status every hour, as I often get the urge to. I hold back though because I don't want the world to know that I have no life and spend it all on facebook, though. I suppose I forgot about my account, and only just remembered because a few special peope recently got them. I won't say who, for my dignity's sake.

The really important people aka my real friends don't have any though. I searched for half an hour and came up with only eight accounts to follow, two of which are dense (Hillary Clinton's and BBC News updates). Apparently Snoop Dogg knows what's up though. Following him too. I really wanted to find Woody Allen, Leonard Cohen, Jason Schwartzman and Stephen Merchant, but no go.

Another meme I'm shamefully getting into: fmylife.com. I can't help it, it's hilarious. I felt bad when Ariel was reading it and sent a few to me saying "This sounds like you/This could totally be you."

I usually hate memes - didn't even know what they were until Thai defined them for me a week ago. I particularly the "25 things" list that seems to be the STD of Facebook. I feel a bit like I'm selling my soul.

Oh well. Go get one/Lenine, I can't find you.

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