LMAO?

What does that mean? I am so not hip to these abbreviations.

Pet Peeve #7

Myspace.
I hate seeing people on the site that I haven't seen in years. I know I should love it like everyone else does, but it does nothing but make me depressed. I hate the fact that nobody really changes or maybe a better word would be grows and maybe I really hate that about myself and not everyone else. I hate the fact that the whole damn world is on myspace and that it always displays that banner telling me that so-and-so is in my extended network - as if I'm supposed to feel all zen about how myspace is the spiderweb that binds us all together. I hate that girls use profile pictures of themselves that are sexually suggestive, and that guys post bulletins with the subject line "what would you do to me if you had me for one night?"
Myspace is gay. I hate that I have it, I hate that you probably have it too... but if you do have it, add me as a friend.

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Pet Peeve #6

Cell phones.
To me there is nothing more shallow/rude/shelfish/needy than a person whose ear is perpetually attached to thier cell phone. I recently spent a week with a person who fit this bill. I think she thought it made her "cool" to always be on the phone; like she had so many friends she couldn't wait until an appropriate time to speak with them. She would talk on the phone while riding in a car with us, therefore disabling any of us to converse (it's rude to talk while someone is on the phone!) and she didn't seem to care how loud she was being or that we all could care less about her conversation and that we might not want to hear it.
Recently, another acquaintance lost her cell phone at work. She didn't seem to know how she was going to continue living. She lamented over her lost numbers and felt that she would never be able to get in touch with people if she lost her phone. I might be crazy, but the people I care about know more than one way to reach me and I them.
The bottom line is that cell phones should not be an extention of oneself.