Thursday, February 12, 2009

Facebook Shmacebook

After getting harassed and teased and called names on the playground, Queen Bea has finally joined Facebook.

I've been told that I will soon become addicted and spend all my free time doing ... well ... I don't know exactly ... mindless, unproductive Facebook kinda stuff, I suppose. If there's a group you think I should join or something that you think I'd like, just let me know. I need to hurry up and turn my brain to a big steaming pile of Facebook mush.

Anyway, I'd love for you to join me. I'm keeping my profile on the down low with a fake version of my fake name: Bea Queenston. Facebook didn't seem to like the name Queen Bea. Whatev!

And please don't take offense if I don't respond immediately to a message or ignore you in some way. I'm still trying to set everything up and learn my way around. You know, the usual stuff--do I have time to go to my locker between second and third period? Who can I sit next to in the cafeteria that's not a total dweeb? Can I just keep all my clothes on for the shower after gym class?


Now that I've had a chance to play around with Facebook for a few hours, I have a few random thoughts.

-- How and why do you Poke someone? Do I need some sort of prophylactic first? And for the love of all that's holy, what is a Super Poke and why does it involve sheep?

-- The quizzes are fun and addicting!

-- I was very excited to find out that I could update my Twitter with my Facebook and vice versa. They're like Wonder Twin powers activate! Although I'm pretty sure I'm going to screw it up somehow.

-- I am having so much fun snooping around in all my new friends' Facebook pages. It's like peeking in a neighbor's windows and getting to see how they really live. I'm such a nosey neighbor Gladys Kravitz from Bewitched!

-- And why do I feel all nervous and clammy just thinking about asking to be someone's friend? What am I, 13 again? This is ridiculous! What's the worst that can happen?

-- Speaking of invites. If you've emailed me in the past, you automatically got an invite from Facebook. I wasn't trying to exclude anyone.

1 comment:

  1. as i've said, before -- s'bout time!! LOL i know you're having fun on thebook. if i haven't explained it yet, a poke is absolutely nothing at all, that's what it's so fabulous. just a small way to show you're friends that you're thinkin' about 'em w/out posting to their wall......and i *heart* the superpokes! i've thrown a thong at, made chicken soup for, chest bumped, gone camping with and rocked the granny panties with my friends! LOL (check it out to see what i mean....)

    welcome to thebook, QB!

    tara, aka moonkween


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