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Which might be better than TV
Today has been a wild toggle between things that were fun and being disastrously exhausted and in pain, but these things happen. Met up with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rushthatspeaks after their Easter morning service and then with eredien. Ran into nineweaving on her way to Breaking the Code. Collapsed in the afternoon and finished Wittgenstein's Poker (2001), from which I had been temporarily derailed by the acquisition of Pat Barker's Regeneration (1991), a novel which I love dearly and do not understand how I missed for years. In the later afternoon, there was ham; in the evening, there was hanging out. I have to get up at stupid o'clock to see rushthatspeaks off at the airport. I have tickets for The Birds (1963) at the Coolidge Corner Theatre in the evening, however, so that should be fun, assuming my eyes still focus.
The philosopher who does not have a livejournal has said he'll get one if I join Facebook. I should have known from that snazzy black jacket that he was Satan.
rushthatspeaks after their Easter morning service and then with eredien. Ran into nineweaving on her way to Breaking the Code. Collapsed in the afternoon and finished Wittgenstein's Poker (2001), from which I had been temporarily derailed by the acquisition of Pat Barker's Regeneration (1991), a novel which I love dearly and do not understand how I missed for years. In the later afternoon, there was ham; in the evening, there was hanging out. I have to get up at stupid o'clock to see rushthatspeaks off at the airport. I have tickets for The Birds (1963) at the Coolidge Corner Theatre in the evening, however, so that should be fun, assuming my eyes still focus. The philosopher who does not have a livejournal has said he'll get one if I join Facebook. I should have known from that snazzy black jacket that he was Satan.
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Sorry, I meant to add a smiley-face to that. :-)
Everyone would of course welcome you with great joy on FB, including me. But I've found Facebook to be at least as awful as it is awesome, so while, like an addict struggling to save himself, I've cut way back on my own presence there, I am also encouraging all the smart, thoughtful people I know to just say "No!" to FB. One of the things that's super creepy about FB is, once you've created a profile and page, you can't ever delete it again. Facebook really is the anteroom of Hell. Eternal social networking with no hope of reprieve....