29 January 2010

Personality transplant needed but not wanted

OK, yet more proof that I am out of step in 21st century USA:

I do not want "friends" on Facebook. I do not want to chat electronically, look at their vacation photos, or anything else. I do not want pages on Google, Phatchat or anywhere else. I do not care, will never care about them, and I want them the hell out of my face. (Six — count 'em six — emails from Facebook today because I clicked OK to I know not what via Facebook for a friend in Seattle.)

I do not want mousers knowing every last thing about me and my life. "None of your damn business" is a phrase not used nearly enough.

And yet, here I am, posting my bitchy little whine on a social networking site.

Contradiction personified.

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