2008 Diary: My Year On Facebook
2008 was an exciting year. Three biggies happened: 1) Earth’s economy pooped its bloomers, and 2) the United States made history by electing its first not-quite-100%-caucasian man, Barack Obama. In between, my little life happened. Mine. What follows is my diary for the year, as recorded in personal status updates on Facebook. Pretend you found it snooping, hidden under my bed, and I’m coming upstairs any moment.JANUARY 4, 2008 THROUGH DECEMBER 31, 2008
(I first joined Facebook at January 4th)
- P.L. is breathing.
- P.L. is rearranging her molecules.
- P.L. is bloggin.
- P.L. just returned from Connecticut.
- P.L. saw DJ Spooky.
- P.L. ate an omelet.
- P.L. contemplates the hobo.
- P.L. thinks about hobos again.
- P.L. wakes up UP.
- P.L. didn’t exercise today.
- P.L. voted today.
- P.L. did lots today. Lots.
- P.L. was given a nice long walk by Zilla dog.
- P.L. wonders what’s up with the Kenny G cds - Kenny G?! - for sale at Starbucks.
- P.L. looks out the red-yellow stained glass window.
- P.L. looks out the red-yellow stained glass window. Burp.
- P.L. has that teleconference with China at 8pm. Not all of China.
- P.L. plays Scrabulous while it’s still legal.
- P.L. ponders miniature cows.
- P.L. digests.
- P.L. blogs.
- P.L. carries the dog with the hurt foot-hand all the way outside to wee wee. Wee.
- P.L. is tired but not retired.
- P.L. is recovering from a week of party party party.
- P.L. thanks the Academy for this award.
- P.L.’s facial expression is acted upon by grapefruit.
- P.L. is looking forward to seeing Bill Cosby on Saturday!
- P.L. breathes deeply the crisp winter air.
- P.L. enjoys a blue bowl of oatmeal and admires the foggy snow.
- P.L.’s voice and cursor went to Shanghai while the rest of her stayed home.
- P.L. sofa cushion computer job writing day.
- P.L. tried to end this sentence with an exclamation mark.
- P.L. welcomes the green.
- P.L. on another China con call.
- P.L. and the China call are OVER, so over.
- P.L. gets a make-over.
- P.L. gets it.
- P.L., it’s about time.
- P.L. puts in a new maple floor. Nail-gun City.
- P.L. is learning to count herring whilst balancing on a fish ladder at the Wapping Dam.
- P.L. mnopqrstuvwxyz.
- P.L. tree listener.
- P.L. lusts after the antique, professionally restored, cherry red Farmall A listed on craigslist for $3500. Tractor porn.
- P.L. springs to life.
- P.L. got two new hives set up in their digs. First honeybee sting since I’ve been a beekeeper (4 years), and it didn’t much hurt at all. Yay!
- P.L. beehives.
- P.L. gonna be on that Japan call @ 8pm. Tonight, it’s already tomorrow there.
- P.L. Boston marathon day (and I didn’t get to run this year either).
- P.L. Cayce night.
- P.L. oh bee-have
- P.L. wants a cracker, SQUAWK!
- P.L. watched a tree fall down, of its own accord, not 5 minutes ago from my home studio office. Crack!
- P.L. summer sundown ocean lobster blossom.
- P.L. 7:30am call with Japan. Yawn.
- P.L. probably shouldn’t have named her little doggie, Godzilla.
- P.L. red dalmation wing shell tippytap.
- P.L. will be at the Iris Dement show on Saturday.
- P.L., wino.
- P.L. is Butter Belling it.
- P.L. is in Lexington to see Iris DeMent.
- P.L. busy. Preparing for 2 days of US-wide meetings.
- P.L. no drinking during work dinner = smartest person in the room.
- P.L. US-wide meetings over (yay!) -> 7:30am Friday call with Japan -> Duxbury Beach, dog, me.
- P.L. strong end to a weekend.
- P.L. spiral stair install station.
- P.L. cussin’ and installin’ the brass handrail.
- P.L. finds more bargains at church fairs.
- P.L. haircut city.
- P.L. Virginia Beach week.
- P.L. swims with dolphins.
- P.L. is home again, after much synchronicity.
- P.L. #(@*! poison ivy.
- P.L. itches less, thank you.
- P.L. send me to Tokyo and Oyama already, geez.
- P.L. chicken feed.
- P.L. tired so tired.
- P.L. breathe breathe don’t think breathe.
- P.L. is appreciating the Memogenda: smallandbig.blogspot.com/2008/05/beyond-mba-business-tips-from-memogenda.html.
- P.L. is installin’ me new printer/scanner/fax/copier/refrigerator/mower/DVD/kitten thing.
- P.L. China this morning, Malaysia this evening, and only 30 minutes in between when not in a meeting.
- P.L. appreciating creating an ad for a newspaper in Malaysia.
- P.L. Poisonivy Lady.
- P.L. eats my weight in fresh watermelon.
- P.L. leaves Earth.
- P.L. Will the real Me please stand up?
- P.L. Will the real Me please sit down?
- P.L. watermelonologist.
- P.L. slices cedar on the chop saw.
- P.L. heading off to the meditation.
- P.L. (Penny’s the best!)
- P.L. sleepy time.
- P.L. didn’t send out any Solitaire invites. Please ignore ’em.
- P.L. chocolate chipper.
- P.L. hopes Manny (Ramirez) gets a doctor’s help out West.
- P.L. and the kitchen ants.
- P.L. and the kitchen ants... so cute, yet so many.
- P.L. : exclamation point.
- P.L. is enhancing life’s soundtrack.
- P.L. is going to see Jonathan Richman at Somerville Theatre in Somerville.
- P.L. bookFace.
- P.L. grows at the rate of a fingernail.
- P.L. just lifted 8,710 pounds (not all at once).
- P.L. quotes from P-town: Save a horse, ride a cowboy.
- P.L. ain’t walking the dog.
- P.L. : “What borders Borders? Boarders?”
- P.L. is feelin’ cheep.
- P.L. : “Who’s gobbling up the petunias every night?”
- P.L. had a nice conversation.
- P.L. says What?
- P.L. : “YES WE CAN.”
- P.L. is aaaaacckkkking!
- P.L. is pretending to climb a pine tree.
- P.L. Don’t look at the economy, look at the pretty beautyberry.
- P.L. watches kittycat make goo-goo eyes at the fire. Staring and purring into it.
- P.L. is installing a window in the new upstairs. Prolly dodging the wasp family.
- P.L. is yawning.
- P.L. notices the clock reads 11:11.
- P.L. heads to the Deep Listening class. What?
- P.L. : Citizen.
- P.L. lookin’ for earplugs for tonight’s pre-elderly post-punk Wire show.
- P.L. came home with a canoe. That’s the last time I go auctioning alone.
- P.L. is Jonathan Richman.
- P.L. is gonna c Jonathan Richman @ 8 2nite woohoo.
- P.L. hopes you’ll keep Godzilla dog off the davenport tonight while I’m out.
- P.L. is home after Mr. Jonathan Richman, and enjoying a fire and a teethbrushing.
- P.L. bockbock brrrrrrrk CLUCK buk buk buk brrrrrk.
- P.L. collects acorns, scampers about.
- P.L. is in dreamy Obama daze...
- P.L. : Halloween night! David Byrne! Dancers! Disguises! Spilt seafood bouillabaisse!
- P.L. has a personal relationship with that hour.
- P.L. locates the long-lost, missing, stolen, hidden, kidnapped hour... in Father Time’s smoking jacket.
- P.L. is either frantically mowing the lawn, rototilling, or wishing I had, come springtime.
- P.L. is enjoying the Lawrence Welk Show. More banjo!
- P.L. relives the past through SNL. Also, the present and future.
- P.L. is vote.
- P.L. “Votey Votevote” Phredrek.
- P.L. : Whoa, New Hampshire’s going democratic?
- P.L. with vino and Misters Stewart and Colbert.
- P.L. goes on weekend retreat in Conecticut... Connenicut... CT.
- P.L. successfully made a pluff of JiffyPop, without ever having eaten it before or seeing it made! AMAZING! Was it supposed to take 22 minutes? We may never know!
- P.L. is going on a weekend retreat.
- P.L. almost can’t believe how fun drumming for 3 hours was!
- P.L. is fog, glorious fog.
- P.L. is, and this is a little secret now, despising the word “usage”.
- P.L. completed Phase 1 of redesigning the website.
- P.L. is having an unpaid, unplanned week off. One of a myriad benefits to self employment.
- P.L. is taking a Watercolor Day.
- P.L. mental note: next time, do dishes first, wine second.
- P.L. is crankin’ the Shubert and Brahms.
- P.L. accidently ate a vegan cookie.
- P.L. is trotting to the Bawston dog show. Woof woof.
- P.L. is sailing to Attleboro, via Route 44 and a wind storm.
- P.L. shazam.
- P.L. : mental ventriloquist.
- P.L. is listening to soup.
- P.L. makes Snidely Whiplash plans.
- P.L. is tellin’ you now that the National Museum of American Illustration in Rhode Island is frickin’ seasonal. Seasonal. Seasonal!
- P.L. is interested in learning more about those delectable feed pellets you got there.
- P.L. leaves fiction for fact.
- P.L. is in holiday fervor.
- P.L. is manufactured in a plant that also processes nuts, soy, and wheat.
- P.L. made a snowdude.
- P.L. made an orange-purple fire. Nice, huh?
- P.L. thinks blue-white melty snow is beeooooOOOtiful. Dreamy sigh.
- P.L. ate her weight.
- P.L. eyes her Yankee Gift Swap winnings: fraternal twin clown marionettes. Is that real human hair?
- P.L. saw “Slumdog Millionaire” and was ill prepared for its brutality. Where are the Tums?
- P.L. | Three herbs survived the blizzard: the thyme, sage, winter savory, oregano, and rosemary (yes!)
- P.L. | Make that FIVE herbs that survived the blizzard: the thyme, sage, winter savory, oregano, and rosemary. Yes!
- P.L. will finish the day with 12,000+ steps... and one tired, happy little dog.
- P.L. got back from the par-tay. Won the jokiest (worst) Yankee Swap gift: two lightbulbs.
- P.L. has a standing appointment at Hair Fanatics.
- P.L. finds bluebirds in the snow-covered birdhouse. Shouldn’t they be flying south in little winter jackets?
- P.L. | Me timbers is shivering.
- P.L. wishes you two Happy New Ears!
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Hm. My blogging about Facebook — can I surpass that epitome of Ego in 2009? We shall see. We shall see.