Faceboyrd is the best way I can spell the thing Dan calls Facebook. I've noticed I make fun of Facebook more now that I'm not on it. Mocking is my only safety net. I'm ashamed to admit that I don't feel like at this point I have broken the habit in my brain yet at all. I still feel the instant urge to type it in at the first instance of boredom. I'm optomistic that I will eventually lose that compulsion and be more productive after Lent.
The thing that I am really missing today is pictures. I miss getting on facebook and instantly being able to see pictures of my mom or dad or sisters or friends who are in other states. I don't really have those pictures up at my desk because a) who prints pictures anymore? and b) who saves pictures that you can just get to on facebook?
My sister told me there are pictures up of my family at Disneyland with my recently widowed Grandma, and that makes me want to cry. I wish I could have been there, and I wish I could see the pictures. It is one thing to live life without facebook. It is entirely another when life on Facebook goes on without you.
I've been on facebook since college, so I guess I didn't realize just how important it was to me to always be able to connect to people who aren't right there. This is especially true when all my family members live in another state.
In fact, I think this whole experiment has had an opposite effect. I don't have the urge to use facebook less. I have the urge to appreciate facebook MORE. Tchnology is a beautiful thing when used correctly.