The End.

I. Caved.

And joined Facebook.

Prepare yourselves, because there is nothing left now to prevent the END OF THE WORLD.

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Unknown said…
Sorry to tell you, but the end of the world happened on May 22, 2009 when I joined Facebook. I don't do the blog thing or the cutesy Facebook stuff or the whole computer thing really, until finally I got old enough to decide I cared about finding some old friends of mine, like you.
June 2, 2009 at 8:34 PM
David said…
I so super glad you found me! But the world ended in the first birthing hours of June 1st, 2009 when *I* joined Facebook. I have always declared that the end would come when I caved and did that, so there you have it. Snowballs and icewater in hell, and the End is upon us.
June 3, 2009 at 8:27 AM
JackieE said…
I'm very sad that no one had a camera! I loved that song by the way. My first time hearing CC. Much impressed!
June 10, 2009 at 10:44 AM
Alisha Stamper said…
hey, i'm glad you did, because you found ME! read all about the accident, friend, i'm so sorry. I have tons of books I can recommend and send if you still want tons of reading materials. so glad to be back in touch!
June 22, 2009 at 4:35 PM
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