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Well, took a while it did, but finally all moved in. As has always been the intention, I'll now be spouting the occasional verbiage from a domain of my own choosing.

Good thing, too, as MySpace seems to've gone the way of the 8-track leaving us only with the Book of Face. Still loathing FB for the most part, feels cold and clinical somehow, like I'm merely being rounded up and added to other's collections.

Confession: kinda miss MySpace for all the additional expression allowed, the music, the images, the COLOR! I liken the white of FB not to a fresh and modern, clean and minimalist look, but rather, stale white-boy Wonder bread. Blegh. Okay, enough of that. The rest of the world can have their FB, I begrudge them not, I'll stand alone with the cheese.


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