Monthly Archives: July 2007

I Will Not Be Facebooked!

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Nope.
I will not be joining the now all but infamous Facebook… at least, not again.
I did join, a while ago, ‘coz I’m a total link addict (you link it and I check it out) and I was seeing this cute button with a picture on it in some of my favourite blogger’s sidebars, and I was then a Facebooker for about 3 days. And it was fun to see who I could find, and hook up with people I hadn’t seen in a while… much like e-mail and messenger! Teehee… and then I deactivated myself because between blogging, e-mail groups, interweb forums, reading my favourite bloggers and trying to catch up on my writing I was not getting to everything because there’s so much to do in Facebook!

Then I started getting more and more e-mails from friends asking if I was on Facebook yet and could they find me there and and and… and my colleagues were getting Facebooked as well… and e-mailing them isn’t near as much fun as poking them don’t you know…
So I gave in and went back and reactivated my Facebook account (as they keep your details in case you change your mind) after giving the terms and conditions a thorough re-read. Have you read them by the way?
Then, just for interest sake I went and checked out my high school to see if any people I was at school with had registered themselves- and there were several… but I felt absolutely no inclination to contact ANY of them. I did click on the little “send message” option for a few of the people, and then I sat and stared at my screen… after which I closed the screen without sending them anything. I felt no desire whatsoever to send them a “HI” just ‘coz we were at school together…
See, I Google myself fairly often to make sure I haven’t loaded something somewhere that I feel is a wee bit too much information… and then inside Facebook, just out of curiosity, I searched for someone whom I REALLY do not want to speak to ever again let alone have him able to trace me or information about me… AND I FOUND HIM!!
My heart nearly stopped!!!
Within five minutes I had deactivated myself again…

AAAARRRGHHHHH!!! GET RID OF THE EFFING CAT!!!

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And I know I’m not the only one who thinks this way. . .

I heard about this (Cat predicts patients’ deaths) on the radio this morning and while the DJ and his crew were crooning over how amazing this apparently “psychic” cat is- the first thing I wondered was whether the old fogies would still croak within 4 hours if the cat did NOT sit on their beds!!?!

Personally, if I lived there and knew the cats rep, I would run screaming if he came anywhere near me- I think it’s very unfair (and unsurprisingly cat-like) of this serial killer cat named Oscar (he has 25 victims that they know of) to pick on the old fogies who can’t run away. . .

Our Rollercoaster Is Pretty Much Heading UP The Tracks Again…

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Yup… this is pretty much an “all quiet on the home front” kinda sit-rep for anyone who may be interested, especially since my writing about my personal life is so immensely popular on the interweb!
Mwaaaaaaaaaaaahahahahaaaaa…
Sorry, recovered, I’m back… and still craving another tattoo, but that’s another post altogether…
Aaaaaanyhoodle…
I had a parent-teacher conference night on Monday, and while I have always gone to these things with a sense of dire trepidation*, and previously I would receive a summons with a stipulated time allocated to me as the mom of Damien… I was not too nervous about this one at all.
I saw all his teachers except his Afrikaans teacher, who I spoke to last week at the school’s open night, and I didn’t worry about seeing her on Monday either as she spoke to me last week. This is the teacher who didn’t like Damien’s art… and she actually asked me last week if I thought Damien had strange friends or that he was maybe in trouble or something as she thought his drawings had a satanic taint to them (she spoke to me in Afrikaans). I said no. I said I know and like what he draws, and I know what his influences are. Then I walked out of the room… I was quickly forgetting how to count to ten- you know like when you repeat a word over and over and over again until it has no more meaning. I think she was fishing to find out whether Damien had told me what had happened at the school or not. I didn’t tell her he’d said anything.
The rest of the parent’s evening went pretty well. We managed to get some information prudent to next year, when his subject choices come down (from 10 in all to 6) in order to prepare for further studying, and we found out that his school does not offer Science past grade 9, which he needs for his BSc… so in all likelihood he’ll have 5 subjects at school next year and take Science separately with a tutor… yay- more expenses for me!!!
I also got an updated version of Damien’s second term school report on Monday (I got the first one last Friday). Last week I was already SO proud of Damien, as he had maintained his first term average even while writing exams! Then I got the new updated report as one of his teachers had not finished marking by last Friday or something… and the new report is even better!!! His average actually went up- he didn’t fail one subject!! AND his overall average does not include his art marks!!!
I am so proud of him!
And then the little ess-aitch-one-tee went and cleaned out my change purse! Twice in the last two days… one step forward, two steps back… you’d think I’d be used to it by now eh? He didn’t even argue when I told him to bring me the power cable to the old PC his granny gave him for tidying up his room!
…urgh

*is this just a wee bit over the top…?