I wish I was stronger... Facebook is glad I'm not

I am not as strong as I pretend to be. I talk a good game about how f***d up Facebook is: how it has pretty much been designed by former US Bureau of Investigation spies, how it tracks our every move, message, friend, thought, etc., and then sells all this information to marketing companies and major corporations, how we all love it because it is new and exciting and so thorough(!) but essentially we are simply fodder for millionaires to make more millions, by tracking us and then selling this information... Yeah, I still believe all of this, but I am weak. About a week ago I caved in and joined Facebook.

When I first joined, it was because a group of women that I used to run a dance company with told me that it was their primary method of communication. Not wanting to miss a social engagement with these ladies whom I see rarely enough as it is, I reluctantly signed on to Facebook. But I immediately posted on my own wall, stating my disdain for Facebook, a link to an informative website about the evils of Facebook, and declaring that I was only on there to make brunch plans with the OHDC ladies. Even though I don't even like brunch!

I also made a few other ground rules for myself:
1. I would not post a photo of myself (i used a photo of a beach in Africa that a friend took instead)

2. I would not enter ANY information about myself on my "profile"

3. I would not seek out any friends (or do any other active Facebook actions, like writing on friends' walls, commenting on photos, etc.) but rather, I would let the masses come to me, and I would allow my friend count to build slowly, through my "word of mouth campaign"

I have since broken ALL of those rules. And it's barely been a week.

Not only that, but I end up talking about Facebook all the time now too. And here I am writing about it - ACK!!! This has got to stop!

It is a beautifully sunshiney day out there today, and I've already taken one stroll through the nearby Trinity Bellwoods Park, where it seems all of Toronto has decided to go and frolick today. I'm gonna go enjoy my own backyard for a few hours. Before I head off to my first shift at the bar that I just got a job at.

Yes folks, it's all true; I'm on Facebook and I'm a waitress now.

Joy to the world.

Oh my.