Wow, I haven't posted in eight days! Did anyone notice but me? No? Fine. Now, it's not uncommon for me not to post for short periods of time, but there are usually other reasons for it. Like, I hate you or something. You know, good reasons. But this past hiatus is due to only one person: Nancy. I feel very comfortable in talking about my friend, Nancy, on my blog because she has never ONCE deemed her time useless enough to visit here. Ever. No, Nancy only does facebook, that treasure-amongst-preteens. She has made this very explicitly clear on more than one occasion. If we want to communicate outside of email and Christmas cards, it will only be through facebook.
Fine. So when I got that email reminder telling me I was ignoring valuable friends on facebook RIGHT NOW, I finally gave in and signed up. And oh my, the glory I beheld before me! Why, the stalking possibilities are up there in the thousands of dollars!
Now, I'm still new to this facebook thing by nearly a week (nearly a week of reading about people's thoughts, mocking others, and taking online quizzes and ignoring all else in my life, if I may be specific). If I understand this correctly, the concept behind this game is to con/guilt/confuse as many friends/brief acquaintences/total strangers as possible into admitting they know you and adding you as one of their "friends," thus pushing your overall numbers high enough until someone wins. Is that about the long and short of it? What do we get at the end? A prize of some construction? I sure hope it's candy. Because candy is totally worth exposing my personal information to a gaggle of people I barely know.
And is it just me, or is this publicizing of one's thoughts in brief sentences for all the world to see exactly like Twitter? I hate Twitter! I don’t even care about what I think about every second of the day, let alone anyone else on earth. And I'm the most interesting person I know! You could be the most fascinating person on the planet and I wouldn’t care what you’re thinking every blasted second of the day. So stop asking me to. 'Cause it ain't gonna happen. Now let us never speak of this again.
If you are already on The Facebook and I haven't yet added you to my group of facebook friends it's because I don't have your email address, I don't know your full name, or I hate you. If I have your email and I know your name, well, I guess you know where that leaves us. Take the hint already.
And Nancy? Thanks. THANKS A LOT.
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I don't fit any of those categories (I don't think).
But if you choose not to add me, I understand.
Sorry about posting anonymously.
:)
I came to your blog tired and grumpy.
I am leaving your blog ha ha happy! cause you are so silly.
Anon, if you are on facebook, I know your name AND I have your email address, but you're still insistant upon posting on my blog anonymously, that, by definition, means I hate you. You fit in one of the categories listed.
Oh Lisa, you're only grumpy because of where you're off to. I'm still happy I could have gladdened your day, even if anon didn't find the same joy here you did.
I'm enjoying having you on Facebook. And I'm sure Peawhistle loves it, too, judging by her recent comment.
I mocked the facebook crowd endlessly (even after signing up) until I had a new baby. Then I needed to entertain myself for large amounts of time either feeding him or trying to get him asleep. Facebook was perfect for filling time when I was only semi-conscious. Now, though, my baby doen't need me to just sit and hold him forever, and I'm becoming one of those people I used to mock. But dang it, one of these weeks I just know I'm going to win the bejeweled game's latop!
Umm, that would be laptop, not latop. Sorry, I'm feeding Kyle as I type one-handed.
What you get when you win is a some solid gold flare and a paragraph of nice things written about you by someone with bad grammar and worse spelling. Hooray!
Lisa, You grumpy? I can't imagine.
I don't know what to do with my facebook account. I only look at it when other people comment on my stuff. I'm a very passive facebook friend.
Oh. Kay. I think you know my whole name... you hate me, you really, really hate me! WAH! I'm going to friend you anyway!
:~{
You can waste so much time on facebook. So easy to do. I for one have enjoyed your witty remarks the entire week. I almost didn't notice you not blogging because I saw you on facebook!
I'm with Stephanie, very passive. And even then, I can still spend way too much time in it.
i have a hard time with the people i barely knew in high school trying to be my friend. what the? i mean we barely spoke in high school, OR you mocked me and NOW you want to be my "friend". uh, no. i'll ignore you now just like i ignored you then. thanks for not hating me and wanting to be my "friend". :)
Loralee, you were in the first round of people I friended. And you accepted my friendship. So I can only conclude that you're crazy. That's OK, I still like you.
Fred Said:
Abby Facebook is a bad neighborhood to be in on the internet. I meant to give you a hard time at church today but must have missed you. Your dabbling in Facebook is the proverbial "one night with venus a lifetime with mercury" at least until you re-image your hard drive and get life-lock.
Why do you think it is drawing so much investment from our friends in the east.
Fred Said:
Just do a search of "Facebook security issues" and see what pops up.
Hey now...I had no knowledge of this "blog" until now. That's my excuse. I do love The Facebook tho. Glad you joined the game...I think I'm beating the crap out of you, nope, I totally am! ;-)
Uh huh. I've only been on for a week, Nancy. And how long have you been on there? Years? Yeah, that's what I thought.
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