What? The Interweb isn't anonymous?

So, this technology thing has my head spinning. I love it and it scares me poopless for my kids. I didn't have to grow up with EVERYTHING out there for EVERYONE like they will, but whatever, if it's the end of civilization as we know it there's nothing I can do (but, ya know, tweet "End of world? Really? Who knew? See you on the other side!")

So, I'm now a stay-at-home mom with no boss. Consequently, my facebook site is open to all. I figure I'd like to find people from the past and I hopefully won't need gainful employment until facebook is RIP. I link to my blog on facebook and on twitter too. (So, yes, now that I don't do anything, I write about it constantly.) I wouldn't write all the time if I didn't want people to read about my pathetic existence.

But now, you can find facebook friends and twitterers from your e-mail contacts (actually, I can't...thanks msn! But MOST people can.) This is creating an avalanche of people who have access to my inner thoughts. I'm not sure I like this.

A friend from my old work found me yesterday and I was OVERJOYED. I heart her, but she is also following my former boss. Hmmm. I like him and all but if he decides to go snooping in my bizzness he'll discover 1) I might have perhaps occasionally blogged during work hours (it was during my lunch breaks I'm sure) ; and 2) It will be v. clear I am definitely not as smart as he always thought I was.

In a completely off-topic side note: do you have words that no matter how many times you write them, you can't spell them? One of mine is definitely definitely. See, I just had to spell check it...twice.

Back to the topic. I find myself filtering some of my thoughts (I know what your thinking..."Really? This is you filtered? Really?!" And yes, parentheticals and ellipses have ALWAYS been my friend.)

But I find myself thinking "hmmm, my mom is reading...should I really include that vagina license plate?" Or the one that scared me the most: my husband. He asked about my blog the other day. Someone told him it was hilarious and my first thought was "which should I choose-- the delete all button or the divorce papers." Luckily, he's not a computer guy and hasn't bothered to check my blog yet...or is preparing those papers as I type. Oh well.

So, although I'm more aware of whose eyes are out there, in the words of that philosopher Madonna, "I'm gonna keep my baby...oooh, oh." and there will be more blogging to come. Maybe even about something interesting, for even a blind squirrel and all....