Face-to-Facebook
I finally signed up for Facebook – so now the credit card companies have me by the balls, the Internet has my eyes, the new fancy couch my ass, the little red-haired girl my heart, this keyboard my hands, and Facebook what’s left of my soul. My mind, though, remains mine, until it becomes yours when I write that novel I was damn well born to write.
Facebook just made me laugh with its indifference: “You have one friend.”
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