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I’m So Fucking Hip!

Oh, the drama of…online social networking technology. One of my oldest and geekiest friends has long mocked my friendster usage. Maybe it’s because I never sent him an invite. I was certain he’d be disinclined to take me up on the offer, but now I’m not so sure. In a strange turn of events he is now a member of Google’s new and oddly-named Orkut (apparently it’s the programmer’s name)…and felt the need to gloat about it.

I’ve been invited to join orkut, the new friendster-type social network from Google. And it was only just launched. Howzabout that?! Huh, hipster girl, huh? Bet you’re not invited yet. Hoohoo! Haha! Heehee!

When I confirmed that no, I had not yet been invited he responded with:

LOSER! You are so lame. Sure, you’re on friendster, along with the rest of the fucking plebes. But not orkut. I laugh at you!

Uh, I’m pretty sure he was only joking like. After all, he did send me an invitation afterwards (which I’ve accepted).

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