So, I got a call from someone who just noticed that my Facebook profile was no longer there. She phoned in a panic that something had happened to me.
Um. What?
It's not like it was a terribly active account. But the friends are mostly folks from church (or their kids) or work related. If we're going to keep up with each other, I prefer phone calls or chatty emails. Besides the updates, especially from the younger ones, had me going "Do I REALLY need to know this?!" So I just deactivated the account. It's not deleted. I might even reactivate it at some point, but right now? Facebook does nothing for me.
How strange.
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In other news. It would be nice if they turned the heat on in the apartment. I'm a bit concerned about mom. Poor dear is only about 83 lbs, so she's got nothing by way of body fat/insulation. I'd gladly give her some of mine if we could figure out how... In the meantime she's bundled in heavy wool socks and big sweaters. Heck, even I'm feeling it and that's saying something, what with my freakishly high tolerance for cold.
*says the woman bundled in 3 sweaters while sitting under the air conditioning vent* Yes the airconditioning is on at work. The office renovations are still going on and it's the only way to help get the stench of chemicals out of here. *grumble*
Um. What?
It's not like it was a terribly active account. But the friends are mostly folks from church (or their kids) or work related. If we're going to keep up with each other, I prefer phone calls or chatty emails. Besides the updates, especially from the younger ones, had me going "Do I REALLY need to know this?!" So I just deactivated the account. It's not deleted. I might even reactivate it at some point, but right now? Facebook does nothing for me.
How strange.
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In other news. It would be nice if they turned the heat on in the apartment. I'm a bit concerned about mom. Poor dear is only about 83 lbs, so she's got nothing by way of body fat/insulation. I'd gladly give her some of mine if we could figure out how... In the meantime she's bundled in heavy wool socks and big sweaters. Heck, even I'm feeling it and that's saying something, what with my freakishly high tolerance for cold.
*says the woman bundled in 3 sweaters while sitting under the air conditioning vent* Yes the airconditioning is on at work. The office renovations are still going on and it's the only way to help get the stench of chemicals out of here. *grumble*