Yesterday, I couldn't access the internet at all, meetings all the way.
Somehow it feels good to live away from the screen for a little wile.

It didn't prevent me to have several discussion about the web's panorama with mister W who, while not being as interested as I am in social shenanigans, has rightly remarked that there is so much information circulating on the News Feed that we tend to look at it, think "ooooh", and go do something else without involving ourselves further.

Today I was expecting... well I don't know, my friends are surprising, so I wasn't expecting anything in particular.

I got a good surprise though. One of my friends sent me this message: "You're closing your Facebook account? I will text you more then :)"
I just love it.
First-off because it's a formidable ego boost to know that some people actually care for you further than pressing the "like" button,
Then because that's the proof not everybody considers leaving Facebook a social suicide.

Also, I received this friend invite for my official stalker, the one that got my number back from the CV I'd posted when in dire need for a job.
I'm pretty relieved to know she won't bother me anymore. Not being available will cost me much less than covering her in honey and unleashing the fire ants.

Last but not least, while replying to a Friend who was remarking that I wasn't ready to notify me every time he goes to the bathroom (though I know he would, if he knew it to annoy me), I got eye-mugged by a popup asking me if I wanted to link my profile to "these 24 pages".
I've had the same thing happening before, and kindly told Facebook to remind me later. This time I wasn't offered a choice, I had to do it or they would kill a bunny and I wouldn't be able to answer my bathroom friend.
Well, the bunny is dead. I happen to have Firebug installed. Where I can hack (read:"edit") everything that show on my browser. Of course I do know HTML, so I found the harassing popup and simply deleted it from the page, along with two other more or less visible layers preventing me with the rest of the page. Status answered.
I don't know what would have happened has I simply refreshed the page, the adrenalin jumped a my fingertips and I didn't try an find the non barbarian solution.

That's it for today.

Stay tuned for more, D-day approaching.

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