So I decided to create this blog because I can edit it at work. Unfortunately I am unable to update my Mac blog from the comfort of my desk, and since work is where I have the most uninterrupted internet time, perhaps I will post more.
Last night I was at the Sheryl Crow concert with Melissa and she was talking to me about Facebook and all of the people she talks to on there. I don't know why I found this interesting, because I have had very little desire to talk to most of the people from my past, but I was curious. I of course had some downtime at work and my curiosity got the best of me; I created a FaceBook account. Like my myspace account, I don't have any intention of actually maintaining the page, but I wanted to look around. I am deeply afraid of this website. I was looking at the people that I know on there, and had a slight panic attack. I had this irrational fear that these people could all see that I was poking around looking at their pictures and their friends. Now I am stuck with a personal dilema. I don't know what to do. I have a long since forgotten desire to contact an old friend from WLJH, and there she was, staring back at me with a husband and a kid. I froze, then logged out of the site as quickly as possible.
Last night I was at the Sheryl Crow concert with Melissa and she was talking to me about Facebook and all of the people she talks to on there. I don't know why I found this interesting, because I have had very little desire to talk to most of the people from my past, but I was curious. I of course had some downtime at work and my curiosity got the best of me; I created a FaceBook account. Like my myspace account, I don't have any intention of actually maintaining the page, but I wanted to look around. I am deeply afraid of this website. I was looking at the people that I know on there, and had a slight panic attack. I had this irrational fear that these people could all see that I was poking around looking at their pictures and their friends. Now I am stuck with a personal dilema. I don't know what to do. I have a long since forgotten desire to contact an old friend from WLJH, and there she was, staring back at me with a husband and a kid. I froze, then logged out of the site as quickly as possible.
7 comments:
I love how you, Melissa, and Becca are all keeping blogs. This way I can stalk you and try to be like you. Kind of like that girl you saw on Facebook who was fatally attracted to you. Wasn't her name Jen?
I know, it is the only way I can pretend taht I am still a part of your and Beccas lives!
I can't believe you remember that it was Jen! Scary!
I love that you are an internet stalker just like me. I'm watching you.....
Jen! That makes me laugh! Do you remember "fat tongue"?
Who's "Fat Tongue?" I think that is a porn stars name or possibly my street name in college.
no Moe, I have no idea what "fat tongue" is, but I am with Chau, sounds dirty!
Yeah! Thanks for getting (another) blog. I'll check it all the time. I like to use mine to piss people off. It seems to work well.
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