Memoirs Of An Evil Genius: Damn You, Facebook!

June 03, 2008

Damn You, Facebook!

ULRICH AND I DID NOT BREAK UP. DO NOT BELIEVE FACEBOOK'S HYPE. AGAIN.

June 03, 2008 in A Few Of My Least Favorite Things, Ulrich, Updates | Permalink

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It's official. Facebook is out to destroy your love life...at least the one in cyberspace.

Posted by: carlywei | June 03, 2008 at 11:01 AM

I CANNOT believe I fell for it this time (when I didn't last time). SO funny.

Posted by: May Day | June 05, 2008 at 12:57 PM

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