Catching up to the 20th Century

[acmespaceship]

OK, so entire lives -- births, deaths, marriages, divorces, nifty new restaurants -- are transpiring among my friends and I have been missing it all because I was not *gasp* ONLINE. 

It's not that I'm new to computers.  I was once the go-to person in Arthur Andersen's tax division for WordStar support and I am not making that up.  And yet... I have no web site.  No blog.  No (so help me god) Facebook or MySpace page.  A tiny handful of Ravelry projects, yes, but that's it.  Why not? 

See, every morning I wake up and get my husband and son off to work/school.  Then I feed the cats, one of whom needs repeated feedings throughout the day because he is 16, has bad kidneys and bad teeth, but will not die.  Then I check on the ferret who gets twice-daily meds.  I water the plants.  I check to see that the birdbath has water.  I water the garden in season.  I check email and cajole my clients.  And then I want to find a puppy and kick it because I am well and truly sick of nurturing things. 

Friends have tried to give me sourdough starters and I beg off politely... while wondering why in the hell would I want to take on the responsibility of caring for a living ball of flour!? 

And now I have taken on the responsibility of caring for a blog.  Like I needed this?  But hey, it's time to man up.  So here we go.  Thanks for listening.

Comments

[beamjockey.livejournal.com]

You don't have to write anything here if you don't feel like it. Aren't there enough sources of guilt in your life already?

(Guide to secret Livejournal names of your friends available on request.)

Sources of guilt

[acmespaceship.livejournal.com]

Wow, hello! This Livejournal thing is working. I am so easily impressed. Yes, secret Livejournal names would be very much appreciated. It is a well-known fact that Bill Higgins knows everybody and I am happy to further the legend. Thanks!