- I felt it was too dark in the kitchen to find my beer; then I remembered about the light in the fridge... and that was before I had a beer.
I stopped a drawer from closing by sticking my fingers in the end... and that was before I had a beer.
Any signs you may think I exhibit as a result of having a beer... I was probably exhibiting before.
(Baby brain vs. inebriation - the difference can be hard to spot.)
- Yesterday, a friend updated her Facebook status saying she felt watched on Facebook. She got some friend suggestions of people she had no friends in common with. Spooky, but that's how they work.
I commented that I feel watched because of all the lurkers. These people who join Facebook and then just read about everyone, watching their photos, never posting anything themselves. They bug me. They make me feel watched as well. I'm thinking of culling some.
Facebook lurkers are quite different from blog lurkers. It's perfectly okay to lurk on a blog. From the start it is clear you're putting stuff out there for anyone to read. On Facebook, though, it feels different to me. They're friends, family, acquaintances - I feel there is an implicit contract here: I reveal, you reveal, we SHARE. It's no fun if you know your ex-girlfriend can see all your baby pictures if you never see where she went on holiday.
Today, this friend seems to have vanished from Facebook. Is this the Zuckerberg revenge, or did I spook her so much she quit? I don't think she unfriended me, because she has disappeared off other friends' lists of friends as well. The internet moves in mysterious ways.
PPS What do you think, Facebook lurkers: rude or perfectly entitled?