I am still spending too much time on Facebook reconnecting with old friends and friends of friends. I am concerned that all this time with imaginary friends will do me harm. It is so much more fun to be able to edit my words and photos to present the me I want to be, on my own time schedule, all in the comfort of my pajamas than it is to be a real person saying and doing or not doing real things.
Today I have to put shoes on and go to a party in my honor (No kidding). Well, it is kind of in my honor...some old friends wanted to reconnect with me in person while I was in town and a party was decided. Since my name rhymes with the name of my town, naturally it became the title of the party. Then it grew to be a potentially big party.
That is not affecting my ego at all. Of course what sucks about the inflation of an ego with the imagined potentially big party is the deflation that will come if only one or two people show up. Egos are dangerous that way.
Speaking of inflation and deflation - I have no idea what I weigh. That is another attraction of the imaginary me in the world with my imaginary friends. We are all weightless in cyber space. Maybe I will just buy an imaginary palace and live there permanently.