Ah, FaceBook. A magical place where you can connect to long-lost childhood friends, find fan sites for your favorite garden statuary and be in-sync with a cat photographer (literally a cat who takes pictures). It is also a place where if i was a stalker, it would be rather simple. I am not a stalker, but FB often puts me in a position where i feel like one. For example today's updates so far from a particular FB pal:
-I guess i should get to work, 9:45 am
-At work, waiting on parts, 10:42 am
-Lunch. 11:58 am
-Bejeweled Blitz scores pop-up.
Now, this is fine. This is not how I or the majority of my FB pals use FaceBook (maybe one status update a day, two if something truly rad needs to be shared) and the occasional wall post or email. The thing is, with all these updates/time on one's hands, you would think you could maybe take 2 minutes for some more direct communication? instead of a play-by-play of your movements? i'm just saying...yes, I am having a feeling!
Obviously, i started this post with 'generic' but am so peeved about a more specific case that i feel the need to yitch.
Okay, i think i may feel better, thanks.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
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