Moody Meow

Liberal, lunatic lassie, with mood swings and foot-in-mouth syndrome

Facebook and old friends

Posted on | July 15, 2010 | No Comments

I love social media. Why? Because you discover new and interesting people who have unique perspectives to share. It makes me feel more connected to my community. Also, since we still don’t have cable (Comcast can shove their overpriced services where the sun don’t shine), I get my news from the various twitter feeds of the news organizations I trust. Okay, so I also get feeds from some of the right-wingy stuff, but that’s just for comedy.

I don’t hold with a few of Facebook’s privacy policies. I have that profile locked down completely, but my blog is open. You will probably know more about me from this place than from Facebook. I know it seems contradictory, but I want my address and cell number hidden, thank you very much. Also, it’s no one’s business who I am connected with. I look at this blog like a mirrored room. I’m in here, doing my thing, making an ass out of myself but the windows are mirrored so I can’t see who looks in. In all honesty, I don’t care. I know that my family has read this, friends, perhaps old acquaintances. I hope no possible jobby jobby people reads this, but I’ve locked down most of the posts that dealt with jobs. Except that “I got laid off twice in one year” thing. No, everyone can read that.

It sucked.

I share the suck.

Back to facebook. So I’ve found:

  • my first boyfriend when I moved to Miami in 94 (he is happily married now and has a ridiculously adorable dog)
  • the guy who inadvertently started the breakup between me and the bastard that almost ruined my life (we went to see Bauhaus together and the ex had nautical hissy fit – thank god for Bauhaus)
  • the only man who was ever able to call me a princess with a straight face and I didn’t punch him (he actually meant it, perhaps that is why I loved him so…he saw something in me I still don’t see)
  • a friend I used to bite because I thought it was funny (yes, I acted like a toddler back then) and a few people who knew me by a completely different name (the interwebs and chat rooms were newish back then, so I was Q for a long time… long story).

It’s been amazing catching up with many of them, and it makes me wonder where the rest of them wandered off to. Where is my ex-roommate who danced with me and kissed me on the sidewalks of Ybor City, or the friends who danced with me to DJ Icey until the sun rose that FIRST time (I ditched a date to hang out with them),  or the former coworker I had a terrible crush on but with who ended up being one of the nicest people I’ve ever known. I wonder about the people I’ve hurt – the former best friend who had a thing for me but who I abused (never take people for granted), or the other friend who got caught between my destructive relationship and my need to move on. Maybe they will find me on facebook too. Maybe not. I’m just happier knowing where some of these characters ended up, many of them happy and settled. Oh, but the wild nights we used to have…. there are stories I could tell.

Category: Connections, Did I forget to mention?, Happiness, Memory

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