I am starting to get a little pissed at the facebook. it starts and ends when I sign in and look on the right hand side right there under "suggestions." it tells me things like: "reconnect with This Fucker, write on his wall." NO, facebook. I don't want to. AND then, the thing is, FB has the audacity to tell me to reconnect with people who just visited my house! it's like, get with the fucking program, man! maxine just stayed in my bed, i hardly need to write on her wall.
i'd like to thank facebook though, i suppose, for being the catalyst of sorts for the fucking fantastic throw down of a party i [and my roommates] threw on saturday night. it was fancy too, really fucking fancy. so fancy that we didn't have enough spoons to eat the apple crumble i [and jphine] made. you've never seen so many people in this size space in your whole pathetic life! i swear it. maybe one day soon i will find someone who took pictures of me and share them with you. i know you are dying to see them.
i was told that in order to prove a point you should have some evidence, here is evidence that the party was great from actual party goers [names altered to protect the innocent]:
By the way i had a blast at your party. So many bearded men. -Dolphin
I may have found God in your apartment. Spiritual totally fucking spiritual. -Blonde Guy
Let it just be said that you crazy bitches put on a fantastic fuckin fancy fall festival last night. -BurkHeart
EPIC. -Pablo Picasso
Last night was soooooooo much fun. -KoKo
UnFuckingBelievable. -NyTimes
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