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Facebook no more!

I just don't get it anymore. Not sure why I ever did, but I did, and now I'm done.

I've just grown tired of all the lame posts, all the posts informing me of where everyone is, and what they're doing at every given moment of every day, the constant game requests, and especially the idiotic [and very annoying] repost requests.

Why do I need to subject myself to all that useless information. If you want me to meet you somewhere, to join in with whatever you're doing, or you want to play a game, give me a call on the phone. I have one of those smart phones that I carry around with me constantly [for some other unknown reason].

So I've deactivated my Facebook account. I may come back. Who knows? I might find it important or even necessary, although I can't imagine why, but I did say I was going to stop blogging, and you see how well that worked out.

I just wonder how many people will notice, or even care?

Comments

Alan Posner said…
As long as you continue your blog, who cares!
John Wisniewski said…
Keep the bloggin...there are many of us who are inspired by your words.

Aloha,

John
Marc said…
Thanks! It's good to know I'm able to inspire at least a few people out there.

And I'll try not to overwhelm you with too much information. Everything in moderation I like to say.
Becky said…
I'm going to start a petition on FB to demand you come back.
Buwahahahaha
Gerry said…
Remember you didn't get any of that crap from me! LOL
Alan Posner said…
But of course he'll never see it!
Marc said…
So true Gerry. :)

And Becky, Alan is correct. Besides, I don't think anyone besides you really cares. I know it's only been a day, but so, other than the 4 people who read my blog are aware I even deactivated my account.
Alan Posner said…
I might have to become Becky's friend to keep my friend count up since you deactivated .
Kim said…
Well, I wouldn't have noticed. Only because I have 800 friends and I would have to be some kind of freak to sit at a computer and read all of their stories. I do use it for invitations and political events. AND it's a good way for me to know what's going on with my nieces, which you obviously didn't use it for! lol

I can get to you through Aunt Edie.
Marc said…
I guess I'm just a Tea Partier at heart, harkening back to the "days of yore" when if you wanted to know what someone was doing at any given moment, you just called them on the phone. :)
Alan Posner said…
What's a phone?

Can't believe how many comments this post has generated!
Marc said…
You know, it came with the camera you bought

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