Depending on the day, the hour, the minute and the effects of my last pedicure, I change my mind about Facebook.
Why does Facebook think I may have changed something more?
My sex, for example.
I'm about as technical as the rules of Red Rover. I don't get particularly excited when someone invites me to bite their vampire or suck up their karma.
But I have had to seriously question myself and my life-choices when I received the following notice, splashed across my Facebook page.
It is headlined WHICH EXAMPLE APPLIES TO YOU?
The next line reads: Right … Read more