About Face

I took a break from facebook,a social networking site on the Internet. Ha! As if I have to define it. I couldn't take it anymore. All the applications,the comments,scrabble games,and those endless status reports. My head was swimming. I had 238 friends at the time of my leave of absence. Seven had become white silhouettes on a blue backdrop, and their names were in black. That meant that they had dropped out of facebook. I thought that maybe I should do that for awhile. They give you the option of returning to your wall intact.

You know when you play little mind games with yourself? My husband told me that when he was a kid shooting hoops alone he would tell himself that if he didn't get 10 in a row his house would burn down in the middle of the night. He would change it to 10 out of 20 , but there would be real drama for each free throw. Everyone plays some kind of game.

My game was: If one more person updated their status report with "is" I would quit facebook for awhile. It took three days, but it inevitably happened. I don't know what it is about that particular update that makes me cringe, but it does. I saw it so often like it was ironic and original. That was when I realized that I was a facebook snob.

But really. Those status reports can get exhausting. Who cares if you are putting blueberries into your oatmeal? Now you are feeding your cat? About to hop into the shower? Do tell. When it is a quick and immediate event you can be assured hourly updates throughout the day,people get on jags. Some friends will settle on a long term goal and leave it up for weeks. When these people finally delete their status report they usually leave only their name up for awhile, no update at all. Then there is the fellow with the invitation to anyone in the area to meet him for drinks at 5pm two weeks ago Friday as his update.

I was no better. I went on jags.I started to get self conscious and sick of my own updates, so I quit those for awhile. The constant need to come up with something pithy and current was taxing. I had been posting far too many photos. I should have been pursuing other pursuits. I am trying to write a book, this was becoming such a distraction.

It wasn't until I got my "feelings hurt" that I realized I had to take a step back. It was all becoming a bad flashback to high school. As a fully grown adult, I should have known better. What happened was I had gotten in touch with a lot of my old friends from Athens, GA. That was fun. I caught up with so many people who I hadn't seen in years. There wasn't the pesky bother of small talk either. You get right to the meat of peoples lives when you witness their walls. I saw pictures of their husbands or wives and children. It is a fully invasive/non-evasive re-connection.

On one of my friend's friend's list I saw this gal that I hardly knew. She was really popular and pretty. She used to wait on me at breakfast. I requested her friendship because I am wicked nosy and I wanted to see her pictures. I wanted to see if she had gotten married or had any kids. She accepted , I looked at her pictures (no and no) and then she got lost in the abyss.

About 4 or 5 months later I was looking at one of my friend's walls and I saw that my breakfast waitress had written her a note. I thought, I haven't seen her wall in awhile I wonder what she is up to, so I clicked on her picture. A little box popped up stating that I had to be her friend in order to view her complete profile. I was stung. I thought I was her friend! She had unfriended me! What did I do? I was seriously hurt and thought about it for days. I couldn't figure it out. It finally dawned on me. I didn't really know her at all. She probably didn't want to open herself up to a complete stranger. I think I am too out there.

I do understand the need to keep certain people at bay.I just didn't think that I was one of them. When I was in India I joined the India Network on facebook. If you are in a network you can see other network members complete profiles. I had to give up that network. I was getting friendship requests from every Kumar, Rajiv, and Ghandi with interesting messages attached.

There are a lot of great things about facebook too. It really does connect. A friend of mine who now lives in Colorado came by to visit at Christmas. We went to high school together. He told me that another friend of ours was on facebook and that she lived in the next town over. I hadn't seen her since I was 14 years old. She transferred schools in our junior year and we completely lost touch.

I became her facebook friend and saw that she was also the mother of 2 boys 22 months apart,and that she too enjoyed cooking. She still liked the English Beat and Squeeze. We had been fanatics in high school. It was nice to get the 411 first, there's nothing like screening old friends. I invited her over for lunch and we had a great time, then I went to her house and she came over again. Back and forth without having to beg our parents for rides. My how much we had grown.

During the election I enjoyed the debates through updates. There is something very communal about facebook. Major drama plays out in real time. When something big is happening you can just sit there and hit refresh. You can read everyones take. If you are smart, you'll turn off the computer entirely and make some beds or soup, maybe read a book.

I took six weeks off and I got a lot done. I am writing that book. It is a silly little coming of age drama. I like it. I like making up characters and having them say and do anything that I please. My little puppets,totally at my mercy.

I am back on facebook now but I am more of a voyeur and less of a participant. My first status report upon my return was "Lucy Cuseo is almost there and really not here". Too cute? I thought so. I took it down. Right after I re-upped,I saw this really cool application. Name your top five albums of all time. I couldn't help myself. The graphics were great. The five album covers are lined up on your wall, I had to do it.

I picked Raindogs by Tom Waits, Blood on the Tracks by Bob Dylan, Eat a Peach by the Allman Brothers, Harvest by Neil Young and Facing Future by Israel Kamakawiwo'ole. That application prompted me to put all the cds on my ipod. Now I have a new mix for my hikes up and down the hills of Brown and RISD. So there is that. I changed my status report to a line from a Tom Waits song. "Lucy Cuseo is staying out of circulation until the dogs get tired." Still too cute? I'll take it down, and leave only my name. That's what all the cool kids are doing these days. I like to watch.