It's such a magical thing for a body like me. I get to go on there and find out about people I know, people I don't know, their likes, their dislikes, their vacations, their inside jokes, their friends and enemies, their ugly pictures and not-so-smart decisions...but I don't even have to do any of that if I don't want to. Because I can also go back and read everything that I've ever written to anyone and smile at my own faboulosity (I think fabulosity should be a word...in fact, the spellchecker hasn't alerted me about it yet! Yes!!). And I can even update people on my every thought and action.
That's where the main problem comes in -- and I know I haven't even told you the un-main problems, so just sit tight and we'll do this backwards -- I want to update everyone all the time. Not everyone needs to know what I had for dinner. Not everyone needs to know what song I'm listening to. Not everyone needs to know how warm or cold my water is. Not everyone needs to know at what rate my heart is beating. Not everyone needs to know that I STILL have trouble going to bed on time even though I'm supposedly a grown-up.
See what I mean? I could go on with examples even there. I'm already just about a full-blown narcissist. I don't need a medium like Facebook to exacerbate it.
Minor problems? For one, it causes me to fabricate personalities of people I don't know. I forbid myself from going to baseball players' Facebook pages as far back as freshman year of college (okay, forbid meaning I only allowed myself to go on there about three times a year, and no more than about four players at a time) because I knew how easily I could think of them as my best friends...without actually ever having been within 30 yards of them. But you know I could manufacture a "moment" between us out of those 30 yards and 3 seconds. And there is all the evidence you need to know that I'm a creepster.
Another minor problem. Or possibly more major than the major one, now that I think about it. I spend about half my home life on Facebook. I sit there scrolling, scrolling, scrolling, clicking on links and looking at pictures...basically doing all those aforementioned things. I posted (of course) a few days ago that I might need to go on a Facebook fast. I did it successfully freshman year, and again junior year, for about two weeks each. No Facebook. At all. And it actually helped me refocus on more important things. BUT that was when I lived a 30-second walk from all my best friends, not a 30-minute drive. I'm just not sure I can survive a Facebook fast now like I did then.
Ugh, gracious! What a problem. I'll try to keep you posted. But...just make sure you check here first. My Facebook wall might just be a little dry for a while. Maybe.
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