Does anyone think maybe this is less pink than in the picture? because if it is actually Merlot, I am very tempted!

One can only hope. It looks magenta to me.

I started texting almost three years ago...after I was visiting Juliana, had a phone that didn't get texts, and thus missed out on the girl I was flirting with texting me saying "Do you want to come over?" after I dropped her off and went back to J's. Sigh.

After maybe a year, I was texting/getting enough texts that I added the $5/mo option for like, 200 texts. Before that it was cheaper to just pay for them individually.

Now I have a phone with qwerty keyboard and unlimited texting. So I use it more during the day, if i don't want to use minutes and someone isn't on IM. It's super super useful if you're meeting people somewhere noisy and just want to say "I'm running late" or "on my way" or "Where the fuck are you in this bar?".

Plus, I just hate talking on the phone.

And I'm with whoever totally doesn't get the nextel walkie talkie phone things--what the hell is hte point of that???

I have spontaneously texted exactly once, when I got fired. Other than that... juliana texts me occasionally, and I am horrid about returning her texts because somehow they (a) seem like a chore in a way that just picking up the phone isn't, and (b) are temporarily ignorable and later easily forget-about-able, so that it won't be until a week or so later that I'm looking at my phone and say, "D'oh! I was supposed to check in with her about that concert/karaoke night/other thing that happened... last night. Well, shit."

I have minor phone fear but major returning-messages laziness, and am, sadly, much more likely to answer the phone than to return a text message.

At this point undergraduates complain when you use e-mail for courses. They say "E-Mail is for old people!" According to them, you should communicate by texting and via your Facebook page.

Let me here reveal my scaly dinosaur skin and the tiny peanut-sized brain in my tail by saying that I completely don't understand Facebook. I'm signed up on it, and I'm always getting vampire and greening the earth and virtual cupcake offers from Buffistas and other friends, and I attempt to respond but then I feel like I'm spamming everyone I know with useless shit, and I don't understand how to send people messages, and I don't get how the communities work, and I've derived no networking benefits from it at all other than being added to the friends network of a co-worker in my now-ex-boss's Columbus office who is looking for no-strings-attached atheist sex playmates and possible bowling buddies (really? You post this "Looking for" request under your professional profile? Um, okay).

I don't get it at all. It makes me feel very, very elderly and cranky. Dammit.

t /obsolescent and bitter about it

Timelies all!

My cell phone can receive text messages, but I don't think it can send them. That's fine by me, since I wanted a fairly basic phone.(No camera, no mp3 player, just a phone)

juliana texts me occasionally, and I am horrid about returning her texts because somehow they (a) seem like a chore in a way that just picking up the phone isn't,

You know you (and every one else) are more than welcome to call me (in response to a text or otherwise) at any time. I'm much more likely to answer the phone that to pick it up. But I understand. (Also, tomorrow night? Y/N/M?) I do love the texting. I fear for my friends when I get a phone with a QWERTY keyboard.

I still hate Facebook (though I'm on it). I prefer MySpace over that, but I prefer LiveJournal the most of all. Therefore I am Very Uncool.

But LinkedIn is still the best in the professional world. (Edit: and huh. LinkedIn just partnered with Business Week.)

Wow, I think I just entered an infinite loop of social networking.

I like facebook, but not for professional stuff! I love it for Scrabble, and being in vague touch with people from college, without actually needing to interact much or anything. Like, I *can* contact them if I needed or wanted to, and I see on occasion what's going on in their lives, but it's not as close as being friends on LJ or something.

And I like facebook MUCH better than myspace, which scares me with the colors and the music and the pictures. Facebook reads much "cleaner" to me.

I loved scrabble on facebook, but now that my desk is in a more public area, I have to be super stealthy and I can't play!!!

You know you (and every one else) are more than welcome to call me (in response to a text or otherwise) at any time.

But that's one of my major accomplishments this year--learning to text juliana back! Sad, but true.

I do love the texting. I fear for my friends when I get a phone with a QWERTY keyboard.

So do I... So do I...

I'm eating Krispy Kreme AIFG!

I'm on Facebook and keep intending to set up a MySpace account mostly because I've been told they're a good free publicity thing for author types, and maybe someday I'll actually sell a book. I'll need all the free publicity I can get, and I figure already knowing how to use the sites will help. But I can't imagine using them in preference to email to communicate. They're just not as direct, unless I'm missing something. I mean, my niece who's getting married in January is on Facebook, and I've been using it to keep up with her wedding plans, and when we talk about AB being a flower girl, half of it is on my page and half on Rachel's, and it's just so disjointed compared to if we were doing it in email and it was all neatly threaded in my gmail account as God intended.

Let me here reveal my scaly dinosaur skin and the tiny peanut-sized brain in my tail by saying that I completely don't understand Facebook. I'm signed up on it, and I'm always getting vampire and greening the earth and virtual cupcake offers from Buffistas and other friends, and I attempt to respond but then I feel like I'm spamming everyone I know with useless shit, and I don't understand how to send people messages, and I don't get how the communities work, and I've derived no networking benefits from it at all other than being added to the friends network of a co-worker in my now-ex-boss's Columbus office who is looking for no-strings-attached atheist sex playmates and possible bowling buddies (really? You post this "Looking for" request under your professional profile? Um, okay).

JZ is me. Well, except for the sexing and bowling parts.