I recently joined the Cult of Facebook. As a self-confessed enemy of all things social networking, I'm not proud to admit that. But to it's credit, it's awfully slick, clean and I've managed to get in touch with people I haven't seen for years.
One of these friends was exceptional at college. She breezed through sixth form, went to Oxford university and now she travels the world trying to cure AIDS.
I just checked my Facebook news-feed. One thing I don't like is that when people exchange messages between each other, you get to see them. They're rarely interesting and, when they're from your two friends who are a couple, pelvis-twistingly embarrassing. "i wuv you kitten xxx. i dedicated "everything i do" by Bryan Adams to you 'cos you're the wind beneath my win...*pukes on laptop*
Today there was a message my borderline genius friend had sent to her boyfriend (another friend of mine) and I must confess to feeling genuine pity for her.
"You mocked my 0 on Tetris..."
You read that correctly. An Oxford graduate, one of this country's best and brightest, possible saviour of millions living with HIV and AIDs somehow managed to get a 0 on Tetris. That's like fucking up making a bowl of cornflakes ("Bowl, cornflakes, milk, lead paint...WHOOOPSIE!!!!") or putting a pair of flip flops on.
No wonder they haven't found a cure for AIDs yet.
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Goddamn.
I can't really laugh -- I'm a reasonably intelligent creature, relatively cogent at least. But I cannot play Worms. Ask anybody unfortunate enough to play with me. Part of the reason is that I never really got into it, so I've never had any practice. But still, for someone who plays a lot games, I'm absolutely shit at Worms.