Facebook

This has been a very marginal weekend, actually. Worst migraine I've had in six months and it refuses to leave, its day four. I was curled up on the floor at the radio station yesterday after thinking I could be functional and help the hubby spin for six hours. If I was in my right mind I would never ever lie on that floor because that floor is disgusting. So yes, I spent the better part of Christmas lying on a filthy floor trying not to puke. I hope your holiday was much better, my wonderful LJ peeps. And on top of all that...

Well, Merry Xmas everyone, I've joined Facebook. Shoot me now.

I pulled the damn trigger. It looks awful. I don't get why people dig the interface or anything else about it so well, thus far. I can't figure out if I post something in any heading where it will go or who can see it. Maybe it'll grow on me. At this juncture I just hope I locked it down enough that none of my lovely students find the damn thing and that it never ever gets to this account.

Honestly, I think I'd prefer if everyone was just on twitter. It seems like a much simpler version of the same information.

I suspect I'll just wind up ignoring the stupid account, seeing as it took me a good twenty minutes just to shift the privacy settings to something less than "transparent" and I'm not sure I got all of them I don't really feel comfortable saying anything there anyway.

And it keeps suggesting I friend acquaintances. I friended my friends kid because she's the only one on facebook from that family, but I think in general I am going to draw the line at "has the person been in my house at some point." And there are certain folks it keeps suggesting that I friend who I really would prefer to stay away from all together.

Ugh. I regret having made the account all ready. Oh well.