And unbelievably, the world carried on about its business. I had the realization that there were only a handful of people on Facebook with whom I actually spoke on the Facebook platform. Mostly I was just on it to keep tabs on people.
"Oh, they had a baby. Gosh, new babies are ugly."
"My word, he got fat."
"Was it really necessary to update your status nineteen times today?"
Why did I feel compelled to scrutinize every detail when frankly, Facebookers, I don't give a darn?
So anyway, I am offline. Off the hook, if you will. And it feels better than I thought it would. I expected to feel almost bereft until I realized it didn't care enough to feel bereft from snooping.
After a while Facebook started to get really "big brother" anyways, and this allows me to indulge my paranoia.
Afternoon, yall.
Nice. ;) I have this weird addicting to a couple games on there. And mindless games sometimes helps the time fly by. ;) At least I have your number, and I can stalk you by driving by your abode...*creeps*
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