How to freak out a geek
I've just spent the last 30 minutes trapped in the evil clutches of Bebo.
No, that isn't usually how I start off on a Monday morning(!) ... I was simply reading my emails, then came across a link to someone's fundraising page in one of them. Clicked on it, then somehow ended up at his Bebo page, then at someone else's and then someone else's, and then someone else's and all of their million zillion friends' pages, reading profiles of people I haven't seen for, like, 10 years, with all of them linking together in one huge, massive, tangled, muddled, mismatched, random, badly designed, brightly coloured web. Jeesh.
As you can see, I have finally managed to pull myself out of the huuuuuuuuuge neverending Bebo vaccum, but I am in shock.
I've always ignored Bebo invitations - so please don't send me one again, people! - because they are so much like hard work. Seriously, you could spend all day there just adding your friends to your list, then adding your friends' friends, and your friends' friends' friends, and telling people what music you like (or you don't like cos you're Deaf and all that), and drawing on their whiteboards and commenting on their comments, and uploading photos and whatever else. It all makes me feel about 87.
Really, in comparision, blogging is so simple and clean and just, well, goddamn EASY. I think I'll stick to it.
Whew.
I think I need coffee.