Help! I've become addicted to MySpace. Not a good thing in my opinion, but deeply addictive. Something like an electronic big brother. Weird slo-mo conversations with random people on bulletin boards, arguments with american psychologists, bizarre announcements from people who you've allowed to become your friend (and then wondered why), or who you've begged to add you to their list of disciples (and who are no doubt equally baffled by your own random bulletins).
I think I'd better go back and give a long and detailed description of how the new tatt's healing (flaking, itchy stage as if you cared) I'm sure someone in Powercable, Nebraska has always wanted to know - If not I'm gonna tell them anyway.
Later 'n Luck
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