Perhaps she'd shifted (gulp!) into the age zone which simply didn't maximise the opportunities such tools presented? The prospect was terrifying!
But she had noticed that, second only to Mxit, MySpace seemed to have cornered the market as the teenage online
equivalent of the pub, or - among pre-adolescents - the standing-around-like-stoners-outside-McDonalds-at-Cavendish gig. The only adults found there in sufficient numbers were chaperones and paedophiles, she suspected.
But then, she wondered, where did the adults go? Well, given the sudden appearance on the reborn Litnet of Dating Buzz,
she gathered that they too were getting technosavvy. Though the thought of accidentally picking up a professor of creative writing filled her with fear and trepidation...
As well, then, that Gramsci showed her an article on News24 about online bounty hunting. It made her ever so grateful that she had no need to go there!
For the record,
Carnivprous Cow, alreddy attched, seeks studfamr without kids but lots of monney for fun times during daylifht hours with no baggage. Her picture is below: