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evie Rock, Paper, Scissors, Lizard, Spock - Subscribe
Masturbation has become very difficult. I don't even know what I'm into anymore.

I guess I'm into Chris.

Perhaps I should take Bob's advice and go a month without sex and see where that takes me. It seems like a temporary period of abstinence would solve any sexual confusion that I'm currently experiencing.

It's so hard for me to go a week. Sometimes days without sex seems like eternity.

I've noticed that after going several days/weeks without sex, I grow somewhat afraid of it. I imagine that's why I was an alcoholic a year ago. In order to defeat my fear of sex, I had to be drunk and I had to do it all the time. So do I really like sex?

Do I like smoking?

Two things that constantly run through my mind:

I wish I was having sex.
I wish I was smoking.

Maybe if I quit both I'll realize how little I need either. I'll be able to focus on the real issues.

Like how many repeaters I will need to defeat the zombies.

If he was here I wouldn't need to masturbate. I would have been asleep hours ago. Lying next to him offers a sense of security. Touching myself is a pathetic compromise for his absence. It's no wonder I can't sleep or get off.
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evie Babybook Sep 24th, 2009 12:57:03 pm - Subscribe
Facebook is a social networking site. It is intended for people who want to stay in contact with their old friends and stalk them accordingly.

Why in the hell would anyone create a facebook account for their child?

I understand if you want your friends to see pictures of your kid. I have no objection to that. Just put in on your own facebook. Create albums for your kid. Make your status about your kid. Hell, put your kid's face as your profile picture if it's so damn imporant.

I wouldn't want my mother creating an account for me. I wouldn't even want my mom to get facebook and add me as a friend, let alone create an account for me, add all of her friends and proceed to put embarassing baby photos all over the goddamn internet.

Why do we use facebook?

It's an easy way of sorting out your address book and contacting people without picking up the phone or sending an awkward email.

Why would a newborn baby need facebook?

So they can immediately be friends with all his/her parent's friends before they can even talk.

It seems like exploitation to me. Putting up pictures of your baby so your friends can see is one thing. Adding all your friends to your child's account is another.

What happens ten years from now when your child actually uses facebook for its intended purpose and decides that he/she no longer wants to be friends with all your old drinking buddies?

Ouch.

This is retarded. Don't create an account for your child and insist that all your friends befriend him or her. It's just stupid. Do it the old fashioned way and make a damn scrapbook.
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