In the vein of Tangent and the “six degrees of separation“ theory, here comes Friendster. Josh tells me it’s like LiveJournal without the gothy bitch angst; we’ll just have to wait and see.
Being a sucker for all things new and shiny, I went and signed up. I’m a bit curious to see which of you will do the same (hint, hint). In your profile, they link words that probably match other people in your “personal network.” I’m a little disappointed by the results. Below are a few observations:
The whole thing is a hilarious social experiment.
I quite seriously thought about not going in to work today. See, Gizmo (the cat) has become quite fond of cuddling up in the curve of my shoulder and sleeping there contentedly throughout the night