It isn’t you.
And I’m not joining Facebook or getting a MySpace account and to maintain a level of privacy (and the right to change my mind a million times without any grief) I ain’t twittering.
The blogs are enough.
What I really want to do is be able to do before the computer and the Internet, curl up and get completely lost in a good book. Ocassionally I’ve been able to find a ‘can’t put it down’ book, but the time for it, seems to be gone. I’m afraid if I even consent to one more time suck, the ability to enjoy and feel the great pleasure of a good book will be lost.
No I will not join you on Facebook
It isn’t you.
5 thoughts on “No I will not join you on Facebook”
crap, i haven't read a book in forever. Now i know why! nice to see you:)
Eeek. This is painful to read. We have a book group for the adults over at Scott Montgomery ES. Meets last Friday of the month. I happen to have an extra copy of The Lacuna, the new Barbara Kingsolver. I will GIVE it to you or Si if you read it and show up for discussion. I'm in the library. Off 5th behind the tot lot.
"Facebook is a Time Vampire"
You can quote me on that.
Yer just being crotchety.
On the subject of books, I went to the Waltha library on Sunday during their appointed hours to get a book and they were closed.
hehe i feel like sister serena just rapped me with the ruler. will you be at CCCA tonight?
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