I use Facebook pretty regularly. I'm not a spammer but I usually post anywhere from one to three status updates a day. It's useful to keep up with friends and family.

But there is a downside. Nobody can see every status update you post, depending on where you end up in their feed. If someone on my friends list posts something in the morning I'll ( Read more... )

I've posted an album of my photos from Lake Tahoe on my Facebook page. You can see them here:

Lori's Lake Tahoe pictures

This one is my favorite. My brother took this at our third scenic-view stop of the day. I love how the clouds look behind me. And my hair is blowing rather artistically! This is my current FB profile pic.


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There's a woman on Facebook who runs a club I get messages from. She has the best name ever. Astrid Olfenbuttel. Sounds like a Bond henchman, doesn't it? I love it ( Read more... )

So, my Memorial Day weekend was profoundly lazy, really ( Read more... )

Wow, I feel like a million bucks today. I don't know if it's the coming-out-of-sickness euphoria or something else, I'm just filled with pep and joy and mirth! I have a short day today, since I worked an extra long shift yesterday.

Still riding high from seeing my book's cover art. Now Paul and I are talking about organizing a public event, ( Read more... )

I had a lot of friends in high school. I was lucky, and I found a group of people who liked doing the same things I did, didn't like doing the same things I didn't, and each had their own quirks to contribute. We're talking about the cool-geeky crowd who write the newspaper, get cast in the student theater productions, end up voted "Most Likely ( Read more... )

Well, I had an unpleasant surprise when I got undressed last night.

I was wearing a brand-new black shirt. When I removed it...I was purple from the neck down. I looked like Grape Ape. My chest, my arms, my back, my stomach. Everything not covered by my bra, basically. The worst part was the undersides of my arms. The dye in my shirt had ( Read more... )

Oh, God.

I swore I'd never do it.

DAMMIT.

My Facebook page.

*headdesk*

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