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i blame the world
So after falling asleep unexpectedly rather early yesterday, it is five and I'm awake. Again.
There is nothing decent about five AM, I'm just saying. But that is not what I want to talk about. Today, I'd like to talk about a little known danger of the internet age which I feel that someone, somewhere, should have warned me about. Facebook insomnia.
We all know the dangers inherent in drunk dialing, and then there was drunk posting, and always there is insomnial posting, but I didn't realize there was also insomnial friending, when two in the morning you are--God help you--staring at your facebook and realize, a.) oh God you hate that thing so much it hurts you inside, delete it! and instead you, b.) friend people you know, even if you hate them.
There's just something horrible about staring at your sudden spate of facebook activity and realize, holy shit, what was I thinking?
THen? THEN? THEY FRIEND YOU BACK AND TALK TO YOU. HOLY FUCK WHAT WAS I THINKING?
Also, it's been fifteen, thirteen, ten years. And Facebook is not a medium one uses to break down their lives. Also, some of them I didn't hate, but then I found two exes and that was kind of funny, and also, what was I thinking?
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winterlive for abandoning me to die.
That is all. God help me. No one warned me of insomnial facebooking.
Also, it is nearly six am and I don't think there's enough coffee in the world to deal with this.
There is nothing decent about five AM, I'm just saying. But that is not what I want to talk about. Today, I'd like to talk about a little known danger of the internet age which I feel that someone, somewhere, should have warned me about. Facebook insomnia.
We all know the dangers inherent in drunk dialing, and then there was drunk posting, and always there is insomnial posting, but I didn't realize there was also insomnial friending, when two in the morning you are--God help you--staring at your facebook and realize, a.) oh God you hate that thing so much it hurts you inside, delete it! and instead you, b.) friend people you know, even if you hate them.
There's just something horrible about staring at your sudden spate of facebook activity and realize, holy shit, what was I thinking?
THen? THEN? THEY FRIEND YOU BACK AND TALK TO YOU. HOLY FUCK WHAT WAS I THINKING?
Also, it's been fifteen, thirteen, ten years. And Facebook is not a medium one uses to break down their lives. Also, some of them I didn't hate, but then I found two exes and that was kind of funny, and also, what was I thinking?
I blame
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That is all. God help me. No one warned me of insomnial facebooking.
Also, it is nearly six am and I don't think there's enough coffee in the world to deal with this.
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Well, and all the damn games with requests to add download stuff and poker chips and farm animals and dresses and aigh! I feel guilty about ignoring four million requests to join Farmsville or trade dresses or help someone with Pennsic packing (no, seriously) but actually downloading the crap? Locked up my laptop with some virus for two weeks until I could run repeated virus cleaners. The games aren't fun, they're just guilt.
So I'm avoiding logging on and instead reading Textsfromlastnight after I read LJ and DW.
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Seriously, I would facebook more except that everyone I currently have friended on facebook is either a) a relative, b) someone that I live with, c) an actual person-that-I-hang-out-with-regularly and therefore get all the necessary gossip from live, or d) a complete fucking stranger. (I only have a couple of those, and I did them on purpose--don't ask why. I don't remember. But if it helps, I was sober.) For the most part, either my school friends aren't facebook-savvy or I haven't found them yet, so my wow-haven't-seen-you-for-fifteen-years-who-are-you-again? category is very small.
Facebook should also start that google mail thing where you have to answer math questions to post between midnight and 6am. You wouldn't BELIEVE the amount of drama I've seen my friends go through with late-night drunken posting. [grins]
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Good god, I could be completely sober and awake and still not be able to post!
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There's a reason I spend most of my time ignoring my facebook!