I remember when I was 17 and myspace came onto the scene...I stayed up well into the early morning hours browsing that beast. It was pretty consuming. FB was pretty similar.
BUT THIS IS CRAZY!
I love it so much, but I hate myself so much for loving it so much. How ironic this is turning out to be (and probably boring to read about).
So, I'll end with a question: Is there really a purpose to Pinterest? I mean, REALLY? Except for being brilliant?
Shoot me now, Scotty.
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