Meanwhile...more Buffistas should be on Facebook! Yes they should! That is all.
Awww, Fay... I am on Facebook, but I already ranted in the last Natter about how profoundly I don't get it. All those green walls and super pokes and virtual cupcakes and people wanting me to forward some picture of a teddy bear around the world--I'm lame and old and I don't understand any of it. I know there's some sort of Scrabble-y game there, which would be cool, but I don't know where it is or how to find it and Facebook doesn't seem to want to play nicely with Firefox, so mostly I just ignore the whole business.
Meanwhile...more Buffistas should be on Facebook! Yes they should! That is all.
And Buffistas which are on Facebook already should ALL be playing Word Twist and Scrabulous with me. Just sayin'.
Hey honey - the dryer's fixed.
Am I total idiot because I can't figure out how to invite someone to Scrabulous. I can play if someone invites me, but I can't figure out how to initiate a game.
In my day, if you wanted to play Scrabble, you went to someone's house! And you walked uphill both ways in the blinding snow and scorching heat! And you had real tiles! And we wore an onion on our belts, as was the style at the time!
Am I total idiot because I can't figure out how to invite someone to Scrabulous. I can play if someone invites me, but I can't figure out how to initiate a game.
Can you see the list of your current games? Above it is a menu (black w/ white type) and one of the options is New Game. Just click that and enter the name of you want to start the game with in the appropriate field.
I just started a game with you!
JZ speaks for me wrt Facebook. I'll happily accept friending from anyone I think I recognise, but beyond that I am so completely at sea.
Potassium~ma for S, continuing job~ma for AImee (and clue~ma for her boss), and congratulations for vw!
Hey honey - the dryer's fixed.
Woohoo! Clean underwear tonight!
Er...not that I'm not wearing clean underwear NOW, but...this might've been the last day were it not for the timely repair of the dryer.
Barring, of course, a trip to the laundromat. But such a venture would entail enough hauling and grunting and packing and swearing as might be found in your average preparation to scale Everest.
{{{Aimee}}} I hope you get a better job, stat.
{{{Sean and S}}}
Oi. So, we've been admitted to the ER. There were some new developments in the waiting room that likely mean she'll be admitted for a couple of days, but she's still in good spirits and in pretty good shape, all things considered. And there's no better place to have these developments happen then when you're already at the hospital.
