Deactivated

If someone were to hear the word, "deactivated" about 20 years ago, they'd think of Macguyver dismantling a bomb with nothing, but a paper clip and shoe string in 20 seconds. These days, the word tends to gravitate to the shocked horror of Facebook enthusiasts, "You deactivated you Facebook account?!" or Facebook addicts, "I wish I could do that." That is precisely what I did last night at around 10 pm. I deactivated my Facebook account.
It wasn't a premeditated action nor a reaction to an ex-boyfriend's status that promted me to take me off Facebook radar. Rather, I was sick of looking at it everyday when I didn't have a reason to. All these "friends" share special memories with me or we just happened to sit next to one another in a class 5 years ago. Last night, after reading yet another update on so and so's daily workout report, what one friend's kid ate for breakfast and another quote on the purpose of life, I had had it! This is a waste of time! No one ever has anything good, interesting or useful to say. However, that is their perogative. It is within their constitutional right to say, "I'm taking a dump right now - Dulles International Airport with John Doe." It's also within my constitutional right to never have to read this garbage. Rather than taking the time to inform my 200 friends who really couldn't care less, "Katie Crump is going to run 3 miles and then heading to the gym to lift weights for 30 minutes, stair master for 20 minutes and then a nice cool down with my soothing Sarah McLachlan remix", I am just going to do it instead!
I am not condemning Facebookers, but rather this is just the ranting of a social networking burn out. Some people find the updates and status' fun and informative and use it as a creative way to keep in touch. Not a bad idea, Mark Zuckerberg, not bad at all. I just need a break and want to devote my time to something with a little more substance.
I don't know how long I'll be off Facebook. My reference to Facebook addicts wasn't far from the truth. Depriving yourself from this daily visual substance is simultaneously empowering and unnerving. Maybe after completing the 12 steps, I can officially delete my Facebook account. I will prevail!