So you all know that we're on the fence about Facebook. Eventually we're going to start a joint account and we'll link the the blog and add all of our fun writerly friends, but we're just not ready to let our worlds collide. Yet.
Anyways, I finally got sick of my friends telling me to join and broke down and opened an account for myself. To celebrate the occasion Lisa and I have spent the past 2 hours laughing at the random updates people feel the need to share on Facebook. Good times.
Austin stopped for McDonalds on the way home from work. Yumm...big mac. (Really? Who cares? And...eeew.)
Leah just saw two pink lines! Can't wait to tell my boyfriend! (Umm...congratulations? Should you really be sharing this on Facebook before you tell your boyfriend?)
Marty is taking the road less travelled. (Seriously? Out of all the Facebook crimes, vague, introspective updates have got to be the worst.)
So, we decided to make up a few of our own status updates for Facebook.
*Lisa Roecker is unable to stop watching Gerard Butler sing Gallway Girl in PS I LOVE YOU and believes this might be a sign of deeper issues at work.
*Laura Roecker has high triglycerides and just polished off a sleeve of oreos.
*Lisa Roecker's biggest fear is that she'll be found passed out on the couch with a melted container of Edy's ice cream, an empty bottle of wine and her finger on the F5 key of her computer, refreshing her e-mail.
*Laura Roecker has sheet marks on her face after napping all afternoon.
*Lisa Roecker sleeps with her Blackberry at night.
*Laura Roecker is still wearing her pajamas and is about to wear them to bed again.
*Lisa Roecker lurks on writing forums and would recognize almost every single member from a certain Absolute Write thread if she saw them on the street.
*Laura Roecker is in the car, and (as always) checks to see if she has enough money to buy a frosty. She never does.
As you can see this turned into something of a sisterly competition (girl fight!!!). You guys are far more entertaining than we are, so post your best Facebook updates in the comments and we'll choose the funniest to use as our very first update whenever we get our page up and running.
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