Yes, a Canadian would think of this brilliant plan

Thanks for all the blog-love and remarks on my last day of having open comments.

Joann, I am more than willing to be the guinea pig here and I'll keep you posted as to how this whole 'no comment thing' is going. Who knows maybe I'll start a revolution.

Speaking of revolutions that I have started...

Did you know what day it is today?

You don't?

Well, let me enlighten you, dear friends.

It's Quit Facebook Day.

Yep.

I *heart* my country.

This is another Canadian brain child, and, frankly it's pure brilliance.

As most of you know, I've never gone on Wastebook Facebook and I have written several times about all of the Facebook craziness (You will recall such posts as: You're so vain, I bet you think Facebook is all about you; Has anyone seen my husband? and Expletives!)

Brilliant Canadians.

Thanks again for the blog love.

I appreciate all the sentiments (ktjane) and all the shock (BK). I do enjoy growing this little community and we'll see what happens in the future. As for now, I think it's important that I focus on my other duties.

Like...ending Wastebook.

I'm doing this for your own good

It may have been a while since I last stated my opinion about Facebook.

I found something that says it for me. Enjoy, my friends!

Do you have this disease?

It's been a while since I've written anything about Facebook

Grrrr!
(Fist raised at the sky)
Forget you!You addicting , time consuming thing that has stolen yet another friend into the grips of your vortex of wasting time!
Grrrr!

Has anyone seen my husband?

Damn Facebook!

Expletives! *$%!

I am not joining Facebook.
I don't care if everyone and their dog (Sunny D) is on it!
I don't want to reconnect with people from high school (does anyone remember high school?) I am having a tough enough time connecting with new people, I don't need or want to hear about how that fat girl we all used to make fun of now lives in Idaho and, yes, is still fat.
Has anyone been reading my blog--can they not see how easily addicted I get to things: ahem, youtube. Need I say more?
I did myspace. I get it. It's thrilling to write public messages to everyone. Whhheeee....whoopdedoo.
I'm happy for all you computer freakish people who want to sit online all day and graffiti walls or whatever it is you do. Here's what I ask:
Stop sending me invitation emails.
Stop dropping your jaw and freaking out when I say "I'm not on Facebook" (I don't like to do what everyone else is doing on any given day, why would I start now)
Stop telling me how great it is to connect with the guy who was two lockers down from you who was your best friend's cousin's boyfriend in high school. I don't care.
Seriously, it's enough to make me swear using common vernicular used in Britain. $%!@
Expect major spam to come your way if you write a responding comment praising the beauty and ingenuity of Facebook.

On a completely different note, didn't Harry and William do a great job with the Diana tribute concert?!