[original post: Sept.05.2006]
My darling Facebook,
Pookie, you know I love you. And it's nothing personal. But this is borderline ridiculous. I don't need Facebook's news feed parked outside my apartment with binoculars giving a play-by-play to the world: Jerry Gardner peeled an orange at 11:32 a.m., Jerry Gardner returned from his haircut at 2:53 p.m., Jerry Gardner hugged the porcelain idol at 1:10 a.m...
I don't need to be logged-in, plugged-in, signed-on, updated, refreshed, saved, cookied, hacked, and data mined 24 hours a day.
I'm one step away from moving to Walden Pond.
That is all.
Always yours,
JG
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