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<p>You guys are sweet. But I simply can't see Goddess on facebook. It is impossible. A friend even sent me the direct link to her profile therein and it denied me. No idea what's up with that. But this trainwreck of a thread can now peacefully die!</p>

<p>Goddess as I noted above, email me if you're interested in my offer. Otherwise I shall be content to stalk you no longer. :-)</p>

<p>This is SOOOOO ridiculous. In a good way. Okaybye</p>

<p>Goddess, you were a nominee for Miss MIT right?</p>

<p><em>sigh</em>
unfortunately, yes, yes i was.</p>

<p>Okay I finally found you on a friend's machine using his account. About 20 of the keywords I'd searched on are in your profile. So I've proven it: facebook hates me. Or your privacy is set to something other than "anyone from my school can read this." </p>

<p>Okay now I am really never coming back to this thread. :-)</p>

<p>So, on a MUCH different facebook topic, is anyone else having problems with log in to facebook? I have to type my password sometimes three or four times before it recognizes me, especially if I am taken to a profile page (to confirm a friend or look at a message, etc).</p>

<p>Any ideas?</p>

<p>I think in general, people with their usernames in italics have trouble with thefacebook.</p>

<p>Amrik. Big smile...</p>

<p>Thanks for the hell (I mean help)...</p>

<p>:D
10 characters</p>

<p>No problem. :P</p>

<p>The facebook is so weak, man, why can't people go out and be SOCIAL. What sort of a loser has to accumulate online friends to feel good about himself? Anyone who gets a date from this site is a nerd. I was out all last night, while you NERDS were typing on your computers. Like, I drank so hard I could barely get out of bed this morning and I missed my econ test. I had, let me see, four shots of Bacardi, and one of Vodka, and I chased them with beer! No wait, I think I actually had two beers before all of this and listen to what I ate, wait, I only had, like, two pieces of pie so the liquor hit me quick, no, no, I had some cornbread and probably one piece of pie, but it was so little, so basically just, like, some cornbread. Actually come to think of it, I had 3 shots of Vodka and only one of Bacardi and I think I had a double of Yager. No, no, this is what I had, now I remember, four shots of each, but the shots were pretty big so it was like five shots, well maybe six, well probably not that much. After I did get up, though, I got cut off by someone on the road. People are such *******s, I mean, why not let me in? What? Oh . . . when I do it to other people it is funny. Like when my frat stole the other frat's composite, but when another frat took ours it was just childish. Speaking of frats, I can definitely beat more people up now that I am in a frat, you know, if it's one on one, I am just so much tougher now because they made me drink so much and ruin my physique. I mean, I don't care about what I look like, I am a real man, I don't care about excess chest hair protruding from my nasty oversized collared tee. I am out kicking back and watching the game planning for my hunting trip. Did you hear about what happened with the Lakers? Oh, ha, not a big sports guy I see. I can't believe my home team lost, I was randomly born in this city and I live for my team. When they win, I win. I am a part of them, I sit at my TV and chastise them for making bad plays. I have so much to do with whether they win, it's incredible. I hate when someone puts them down, and I'll argue the case of players and coaches who aren't me to no end. In fact, I even got into a fight about it once.</p>

<p>Uh... ok.</p>

<p>Anyway, congrats ben on finally getting it :P</p>

<p>oh, wow. that made me laugh for about 5 minutes straight, man.
btw, it's j</p>

<p>The last post was a joke I wrote up one time. Here is my profile: <a href="http://mit.thefacebook.com/profile.php?id=700133%5B/url%5D"&gt;http://mit.thefacebook.com/profile.php?id=700133&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p>