Well I got myself a stupid Facebook account. I don’t know why I have such an aversion to Facebook. But for some reason I’m just not very fond of it. Perhaps I’m too old to appreciate the ability to send imaginary “chocolates” across the intertubes to people I’ve never met.
I don’t know. I consider myself about as far from Luddite-ness as you can possibly be without knowing how to compile C++ code and yet maneuvering around Facebook befuddles me. I just figured maybe I should join up lest I be considered Unwired by the masters of the online newspaper industry like Steve Yelvington or Howard Owens.
As an aside, I totally love the word ‘Luddite.’
I’m actually a pretty wired chick. But I’m not a journalist, so I don’t think it counts. I belong to wiredjournalists.com, I’m MySpaced, Twittered, I have more blogs than I can keep up with, I’m now Facebooked, I keep up with the industry, I heart liveblogging, and it’s nearly 10pm and I’m online, blogging. I do not, however, own a blackberry. I suck at txting. I had a palm pilot once, but I’m afraid it collects dust in a drawer now. Sometimes you just need to disconnect, you know?
Anyway, yeah. I’m in Facebook now and I do not wish to share my political or religious views, nor do I feel strangers need to know my educational background unless they plan on hiring me or dating me. So far I’ve added a Buffy application and become a fan of Whedon’s Dollhouse Facebook page. I looked at users who went to my high school and only recognized one guy, who I always thought was hot, but he was far too popular and good-looking to even remember my name. Though I was pretty popular in high school too. But it was a huge school and we moved in slightly different orbits and now almost 20 *gulp* years later, I really don’t give a toss what he’s up to.
Man, I sound like a shrew 🙂 Facebook’s ok, I guess, but I doubt I’ll be using it much. I’m also thinking I should maybe buy a domain of my real name. What I would do with it I don’t know because my online presence is pretty established at this URL. But I’m feeling this overwhelming urge to buy it “just in case.”
I’ll mull it over. Now if you’ll excuse, me, I’m going to check work email one last time and then climb in bed with my Dresden book.