makes me want to tie up joe francis for twenty years… and NOT in a good way.
Are you on Facebook?
Good land, I wish I could say I wasn’t because then I would get approximately 240 days of my life back in a heartbeat. And I’ve only been on there since the beginning of April.
One thing that is eminently weird about the whole Facebook experience is trying to figure out how people find you (did you see me on a friend’s profile? Did you look me up directly?) and sometimes, why they want to “friend” you in the first place. Usually it makes sense, but a couple random adds have sent me into deep wonder and confusion.
Also…
All the little girls from my cabins at camp
All the little girls that I used to babysit
All the little girls that I used to hire at my camp
… all grew up.
And it’s terrifying!
They’re mostly in the 18-24 range at this point, all dewy-eyed freshness and effortless bodies and hair not yet ruined by home dyeing kits and a stylist who didn’t make you look like Mandy Moore but rather Jared Leto.
I want to protect them!
They are so young!
Creepy men could get at them, especially if they keep posing for photos in shirts like… those.
I know that they are capable of taking care of themselves because they are smart, funny, wise, thoughtful young women.
But Facebook is turning me into some sort of… like… MOM.
So much for Social Networking. I might as well just call it Ongoing Worrying.
May 5th, 2007 at 8:40 am
Hey, I just did a post about Facebook too :) By the way, I found your site while cruising the blog universe, and find it to be highly entertaining!
May 5th, 2007 at 6:40 pm
Tell me about it. I’m that way with myspace. I’m a myspace spy and have found WAYYY too many people I consider kids in all their drink holding puckered lips glory making fools of themselves. I’m just practicing though….for when my kidlet is older and I really NEED to spy! I need to start facebook spying. hmmmmm.