Taking Facebook's creepiness to a whole new level.
Facebook has officially become a monster. I know that's been the big buzz on the Internet over the past couple of days, so I won't dwell on it too much. Also, this "profile badge" concept has been around since before the giant update earlier this week, but it still amazes me how intent the Facebook Corporation or whoever runs this thing is on ensuring that everyone is jacked into their system. Why would anyone honestly need a "profile badge?" I refuse to use that term without quotations because I feel like I would lose some of my dignity by doing so. But at least now MySpace and Xanga users all over the world can have one more ridiculous banner to add to their growing lists of online quizzes, Flash animations, and low-resolution music videos.
The world is doomed.
Meanwhile, my sister has started a spoken-word LiveJournal, where she writes a bit of prose about her day and then records herself speaking it into a live audio stream that can be heard on her blog. I think it's a pretty cool concept, and I'm interested to hear more of it.
As a final note, I really, really need to quit smoking. Not only do I not have the money to continue the habit, but it's actually slowly killing me! Remind me why I even started in the first place? And no, Emily, it wasn't to impress Mike Robinson.
If only cigarettes were labeled like this in the States.
The world is doomed.
Meanwhile, my sister has started a spoken-word LiveJournal, where she writes a bit of prose about her day and then records herself speaking it into a live audio stream that can be heard on her blog. I think it's a pretty cool concept, and I'm interested to hear more of it.
As a final note, I really, really need to quit smoking. Not only do I not have the money to continue the habit, but it's actually slowly killing me! Remind me why I even started in the first place? And no, Emily, it wasn't to impress Mike Robinson.
If only cigarettes were labeled like this in the States.
2 comments:
Suuuure it wasn't.
But even if ciggies were labeled like that in the US, it's not like it's information that you don't already know.
But I'm rooting for you. I really think that you can do if you stuck to your guns/I kick your butt about it.
Good thing your sister's spoken-word endeavors are just in the realm of public journals, and not music, or else you would hate it. AMIRITE?
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