I’m not quite addicted to Facebook, yet. Or, not as addicted as some. I don’t need to de-activate my account during finals because I’d be on it otherwise. I guess I’m just lazy; I don’t update my status numerous times throughout the day, I don’t stalk friends through pictures, and I don’t have 2398012984722 pictures of myself up on my profile.
When I finally caved and signed up for an account last year, I was hesitant to even friend people I’ve never met before but went to school with. There was the pre-requisite of “I have to actually talk to you first” before I confirmed friend requests.
That’s been sort of changing. Sort of. Because I’ve been Facebook friends with a certain Dan Pugatch, whom I didn’t get to meet until last night for his birthday party at Charlie’s Kitchen. That’s not to say my Facebook standards have plummeted; Dan is the incredibly awesome author/blogger behind Not Your Average Bicycle Messenger, and we both read each other’s respective blogs. In a way, he knew more about me than some of my Facebook friends that I’ve actually met.
And because I stupidly forget my SD card for my digital camera at home [total fail!], I was only able to take some crappy cell phone pictures. We finally did meet, though, last night, over a Diet Coke [for me, more on that tomorrow] and a Jameson on the rocks [for him].
It was great seeing some familiar faces, and meeting new ones. My ride partner even came with, which made sure I got home at a decent hour so I could ride, ride, ride today. Even though, as I found out later because I never drink soda, Diet Coke really kills sleep.
Still, hanging out with bike people is always fun, and always a good time. I already can’t wait for next weekend; I have polo planned [for once!], hopes of more bike parts coming in, and lots and lots of rides. There’s hottt-ness waiting for me at IBC too [I mean, other than the bike]. And of course, there’s the new bike.
Ahhhhhh!!! Can’t wait!!!!