First: If you are one of my IRL Facebook friends, you know that tonight I changed my profile pic to one of me smiling, with new glasses, a new hairstyle, and altogether more sincere joy than literally any profile pic I've posted since joining FB in...2008 or so.
Second: If you are not one of my IRL Facebook friends, then you're just not trying. Quite a number of Drunkards have tracked down my normcore identity and sent friend requests. I accept all friend requests from (formerly) anonymous Drunkards, by the way. If you've made the minimal effort to piece together the copious clues I leave to my identity on this blog, then more power to you, and I'm flattered by the request.
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| Honestly, not even difficult. |
Look me up on Facebook if you don't believe me.
I'm the middle aged, blonde, bobbed, bespectacled, from-Milwaukee, formerly-Catholic chick who should stand out like a sore freaking thumb.
FIND ME.
Love you, my friends and not-yet-friends. See you soon.
This is one of those times when I feel like I don't spend enough time on Facebook because I missed your photo change. And nearly missed Benedict Cumberbatch singing one of my favorite songs.
ReplyDeleteSo with that in mind let me offer this brief thought:
Hello,
Hello…hello…hello…
Are there any drunkards out there?
Smile if you’re online tonight.
How’s things at your apartment?
Go on now,
Because things are looking up
And you’ve brought me out of a slump.
IIIIII have become your Facebook friend.
Yes, you're looking really good.
ReplyDeleteI'd probably consider falling in love with you, but then Drummer Boy would beat me up.
Sent you a friend request (I think) :-)
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