So before I get to my post for today I wanted to state that I was surprised as to the number of page hits this blog got in one day. Last I looked I had over 100 hits. That is way over the 10 people I figured that would read this. I appreciate the support and positive feed back from a few of you. Please feel free to share with your friends. Or don't, I don't care.
Anyway to get to what I really wanted to blog about. I have a weird love/hate relationship with Facebook. I absolutely despise what Facebook has become over the last couple of years. I doubt very much whoever Mark Zuckerburg stole the Facebook idea from had the vision that Faceboook would be the absolute shit that it is today. 8067 pictures of your ugly baby and retarded photos of the dinner you just cooked were not on his list of things to post on Facebook. Posting pictures of friends, family get togethers, parties, vacations, etc. are more than acceptable. The only reason I don't get rid of it is that I would be one of 4 people in the world who doesn't have an account. The other three people being pigmies in the middle of Africa who have never heard of the internet or running water. Not all of Facebook is bad and to tell you the truth I hide most of the repeat offenders of the aforementioned offenses that bother me. Enough about how I hate Facebook. I do enjoy some of the witty comments and banter that a few people in my "friend" list make. Those few people make it worthwhile to keep an account. It's also great to keep in touch with family members or friends back in NY(Respek to those people). That's where the love/hate kicks in.
The point I wanted to make was that Facebook for me is like the girl(or guy) who has a crush on you but you have no feelings toward and you swore you'd stop "leading on". You only call at 2am after a night at the bar to "stop by to watch a movie." The next morning you regret it because you have to do the return call and pretend to care dance for the next little while to not look like a jerk. Every single one of you reading this has or had that guy or girl at some point in your life. I will admit I am a repeat offender of the drunk dial. I'm sure some of those girls were actually nice girls I could have dated and had relationships with but I can't even remember half of their names, just characteristics, i.e. freshmen soccer chick, massage therapist, etc. That topic and those girls are probably good for its own post(remind me to write about that later, some great stories to be told). But I digress. I use that analogy because I keep trying to swear off Facebook for a week or a few days at a time but I keep "calling" because I know it's easy entertainment. Facebook has become my "freshmen soccer chick." I can't be the only person that feels this way, can I?
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