Timelies all!
Happy Birthday Trudy!
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Timelies all!
Happy Birthday Trudy!
IT'S. I MEANT IT'S.
So who do you think was the brain trust who scheduled a fire drill at Logan Airport today? Seriously?
I think its gross regardless of the people. Have separate identities!!
Or couples who share an e-mail account. I mean, I don't give a shit if Tim reads my e-mail (look, it's another Groupon mail!), but it's still mine.
Or women who are so gosh darn thrilled to be married to this guy that they can't separate their public identity from them.
I have to admit I'm torn about women whose FB profile pic is ALWAYS them and their husband/boyfriend/whatever. I get that he's your man and you love him. I even get that it may be a fantastic picture of the two of you. But ALWAYS? Don't you want to just be you, once in a while?
I admit that maybe I don't understand that perspective since I'm not married. That said, I have been in this relationship a long goddamn time, and I'm just too vain to let Tim take up space in my profile pic.
(I also don't understand people who only ever refer to their spouse as "My wife/husband," instead of using their name once in a while. [Note: I have one friend who is not on FB and refuses to join FB, and her husband, who IS on FB, refers to her as "TLW" (for The Lovely Wife) because she asked him to not use her name. I think she didn't want to be searchable.] I have a friend who, after he married his first wife, only ever referred to her as "my wife" or "the wife." Never her name. And she didn't have an objection to him using her name. We concluded that he was suffering from the mindset I like to call "I Won!!!", which can happen after someone bags a spouse.)
And while I was typing that, an ASTONISHINGLY large package from Amazon was delivered. I am intrigued. But I have to wait until Tim gets home to open it.
(It also says "2 of 2," and there is no other package, so now I am retroactively giving the UPS driver the stinkeye.)
I assume it is not my sexy wedding-night nightie. I mean, Amazon uses excessive packaging, but that would be overkill.
My pic is usally my dog, so I may not be well positioned to throw any stones, but yeah.
Also, it gets confusing. My friend T has as his pic one of himself and his dad - who I'm also friends with, and whose name also starts with T - and I keep getting confused which one posted what.
My best friend (therefore has no age excuse) used a couple email address up until maybe five years ago. She's the kind of friend who I know the more exciting it is, the sooner I know he knows it--I have absolutely no problem, I'd tell him all this to his face, he's, like, my favourite friend's spouse every, just marvellous. BUT I WANT TO SEND MY BEST FRIEND MY EMAILS. Her telling him my stuff is her thing. I don't want to write to/for him.
I didn't even know how to express that properly to either of them. But professional requirements made it so.
My husband is so FB averse that I just assumed he didn't have an account. Then I found out he uses a pseud on FB so he can follow it a bit but he doesn't post anything.
I don't think Tim wants a FB account, because half my posts are either pictures of him doing some jackassery or descriptions of his jackassery. With one bonus video of him using a furnace blower as a leaf blower. Which also falls under the category of "jackassery."
Don't think we don't appreciate it, Steph.