Peer Pressure at age 45!

Well yes, peer pressure is what made me start facebook. Only thing is, I am keeping it limited to my friends at HPA and in a small way, it is nice to see their smiling faces after 28 years. They are all alive and well, at least the few that were begging me to join, and now I admit I am looking forward to hearing from a few others that have vanished off the face of the earth since college. That would include my college room mate. So, will I let this take over my life? No. I actually have a life that I enjoy and I am not looking to take on a second one. This blog is for you Lauren and my FBing will definitely not be shadowed by quick, short and usually insignificant, little comments shared by a few old buddies craving conversation with those that were their friends long ago and with those that forgot they never really were or never really wanted to be your friends back then. But now it is fun. So, that is the reason for what I am now trying to do. Oh and just so you know, my only picture I could find to put on my profile was one that I accidently posted that shows me at my computer with a hat on and leaning on my elbow with a side profile. So immediately I got posted asking if I was in a witness protection program! Oh well, I guess I will come out slowly, showing my real face sometime in the future.