Okay, so I signed up for a Twitter account just so everyone can track my every exciting move. After I chose a name and password, a screen came up asking me to put in my email address and see if any of my friends were twittering. A little note told me to wait, and it might take a while if I’m especially popular. One second later, it said that it was done and showed me the one friend I had.
I didn’t realize that social networking was going to make me feel like I was back in high school. You know, the person with the most signatures in their yearbook wins.
What am I doing right now? Feeling really old.