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Georgina, along with Pete, are my smoking circle. It's a triangle really. We also maintain a pretty consistent routine of weekly pints.

G and Pete are on the same work team. I was on that team until I got fed up with the bullshit and got a new job on a different floor. Now I put up with different bullshit. When I think about it, when I'm taking a smoke break to get away from my BS I get to hear about their BS, which is my old BS. No wonder I think my head's going to explode after I smoke.

So G started working at our office - and moved to da T-dot - about a year ago. She is from a part of the business we (we being everyone but them) refer to as the Dark Side. We talk to her anyway.

Georgina is the one of the biggest losers in my life, in terms of the sheer volume of misplaced items. For example, she typically loses her security pass once per quarter. Last week her wallet was found and returned before she knew it was lost. An amazing feat given her wallet is the size of a brick.

For those interested, on a tonnage basis my friend Effie is in fact the biggest loser, having misplaced her Honda Civic.

In any event, G signed up on Facebook. For the last couple days, every smoke break had a built-in Facebook update. G was basically hooked by our third break.

So I took a look. For those not in the know, I understand Facebook is the new MySpace. It's initial intention was to keep college friends together. This has since been opened up to include workplaces and locations as well. So it's an online social web that you can only be a part of if you're friends with at least one person in it.

The first person I added was G. In the space of a couple days, I now have about 7 confirmed friends. A good deal of my time is consumed browsing through everyone's friends, see. It's fun, with the occasional realisation I'm making it way too easy for people to track me down. But that's just the old in me talking.

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