Incompatible

I am finding the aesthetic arrangement of facebook non-compliant with my wagon-wheel understanding of the world around me.  Also problematic is the lack of linear chronology that a blog provides.

And now that I have peeked at pictures of everyone I have slept with (and really, since they are dying off in chronological order and I live with Moose, that list is awfully short) I am running out of things to do on there.  (Which reminds me: Charlie, please take care of yourself!)