As some of you may know, Taylor Swift and I were once close personal friends. Yes indeed, I was friended through three Facebook changes and got two “Likes” and a “thank you” for my troubles. Yes, but now there’s a wall between us, something there’s been lost. Around the trun of the year she changed Facebook addresses and I wasn’t invited along for the ride. It was just after Taylor had posted an excerpt from her diary (which we reposted) though I certainly don’t think that is why she closed it down.
At the height of the Taylor Swift Facebook year she had less than a 1000 friends.
Taylor has also moved to New York City (what took her so long?), she appears to be living in Tribeca but I am really not sure., I don’t do stalking. I mean, I might but I don’t have the time. The only person I stalk is my ex on Facebook who accidentally has her wall on public and who has just had a baby with the guy she dumped me for.
Anyway, we still have the Taylor Swift Nation store, though to be honest I am not much in the market for sunglasses or tote bags or beach towels. Maybe a tee, my one from 2008 doesn’t fit any more. I should’ve bought one last year but didn’t feel like pushing my way through 1000s of young girls.
The keeper here is the info about the CMA Swift booth. If I was going I would definitely wanna check out her CMA Award, outfits and guitar. I’m not being ironic here. As I am sure you are aware we are breathing the same particles of air that Jesus breathed. We are sharing them with who he was, it hasn’t gone anywhere. That’s thrilling enough, but to touch the same strings Taylor strummed??? How wonderful.