Facebook

I'm not sure what to say. I'm weak. I gave in to the peer pressure and opened a freakin' facebook account. See what happens when my husband goes out of town for a week and I'm left to my own devices? I hardly have time for my blog or email, let alone facebook. What was I thinking? And I didn't even do it correctly. Apparently my settings were too low and before I could post one thing, I had near 87 emails from people wanting to be my friend. In theory, that's nice and all. But I don't chose friends based on what their photo looks like on the internet. I think it would be better if I actually know them. Do you agree? I don't want to be friends with everyone who ever attended the same school that I did, 15 years prior and 10 years after. Maybe I should, but I wont allow my better judgement to further succumb to facebook. Not gonna do it. Maybe my problem is more that I don't care to share my daily life with half the world. So why the heck did I join facebook?

Wow, how grumpy was that last paragraph? I sound like the meanest person I know. I just woke up to find that half of the world wants to be my friend and I'm not interested. I haven't yet recovered from vacation and the first week back to work and I go and do something that is going to suck even more time. Maybe I should go buy a new outfit and a lottery ticket while I'm at it? How 'bout it? Oh, and a new lamp shade. why not? I don't even have a lamp, but it sounds like a good thing to do.

Husband had better get home soon, before I paint the kitchen orange.

Mandy