I feel like a young, spritely college sophomore these days – I’ve rediscovered the wonderousness of Facebook! I fell off of the ‘book wagon for a while, the height of my disstaste being when it became overrun by marketers and peoples’ moms. But I’m back in the saddle and totally embracing it. I love snooping into colleagues’ personal lives, and it takes all the pressure off of keeping in touch with certain people.
Don’t get me wrong. Today’s version barely resemebles the old school Facebook of yesteryear, and my profile has undergone some serious editing since my carefree co-ed days. But I’m not even bothered by the new, jazzy Facebook that seems to have the masses up in arms. And that’s saying a lot coming from a ‘book naturalist, who forgoes all the “What ‘Sex and the City’ Character Are You?” applications. (Everything thinks they’re Carrie anyway.)
It satisfies the voyeur in me, offers the perfect distraction from real work, and indulges that egotistical need everyone has to talk about themselves.
So cheers to the ‘book. And here’s to Mark Zuckerberg reading this post and sending me a small fraction of his billion-dollar Facebook fortune!
