So last night I was chatting with a buddy about facbook statuses, and it was really bothering me how the only time anyone responds to a facebook status, it's for some sort of selfish reason... like me being like "Hey! I like Carl Sagan too!" or when people try to put in their opinion about some topic like... the ethical implications of suicide or something. It's just for some sort of personal satisfaction, even if it's just to click the "like" button. I think that this sort of behavior has started to encourage the kind of status posts that reap these kinda of response, if only because it is nice to see that three of your friends"liked" something that you said on the internet... even if you just linked to a cut video of a kitten falling into couch cushions.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining.. I think this has made the news feed more interesting, or at least helps motivate one to read it, as they are now more likely to find fun things there, rather than shit like, "so and so is super tired from a long day, and is going to go to sleep." srsly? we rly don't need to know when/that you are going to sleep. But here's the thing, the original point of the facebook status was to let peeps know whar u at, and how you be.... so this sort of absurdly raw honesty was actually what we were supposed to be feeding our facebook friends... even though our facebook friends, are like.. people we went to middle school with and now have absolutely nothing in common with, and worse yet- family members who aren't, but ya can't help but feel like they are just waiting to find out that you are secretly a dominatrix or something.... maybe i'm just paranoid... but i dunno... my personal life was always.. well.. personal... and not something i really thought anybody in my family should know the details of... and i know it's kuz they would prolly be surprised.
a month or so ago, my dad told me he was concerned that i was headed down a path leading to the "dark side"... his own words... when I told Dreed, he said that his mom already knew that he was a part of the dark side. I was extremely envious.
Here's the thing, the dark side isn't too different from everything else.. but why should it be MY job to have to explain that to anybody... I mean, I kinda LIKE the fact that most people think it's strange... it keeps out a good chunk of people I don't want to associate with.
BUT I feel like I'm too old now to keep shit from my family... and the rest of my facebook friends... like those peeps I went to middle school with... well whatever, they can unfriend me, I guess... prolly be doing both of us a favor anyway...
so in an attempt to be more open with.. er... the rest of humanity... I'm going to be completely frank on my facebook status for a week. This may be a weird time to do it, since I just got dumped, so inevitably, there are going to be things about that sit/resulting sitz that normally would be kept far far away from the interwebs... but I'm hoping it will be therapeutic. Esp kuz one problem that I was having in that apparently failed relationship was that I didn't feel the need to admit to everything that I was thinking/feeling.... soooo.... yeah. here we go.
I guess at the end of the week, I'll post my statuses and responses here... tho my hypothesis is that i wont get any responses, due to the reasoning mentioned above, as the posts will be very zita-specific and will be difficult to relate to/difficult for others to give a shit about.
obviously this would have never actually happened... either that or whoever I was paired up with is a COMPLETE asshole, rather than just a fakey flake like me...
Just to give you an idea of what the color is like before photobooth distorts everything to hell....
TRANSFORMED! into the make-yer-boob-look-bigger length....
Oh yeah, and I forgot, I kind made this top out of a dress.. didnt work as well as a skirt... ah well, I guess it's going to be snowing soon anyway...
The bottom leftover things made a fun scarf... really, I'm just a sucker for turquoise/seafoam anything...
It's doing some nice, covering up on the cleave sitz, which is noteable.
I must have had too much fun last weekend, kuz this week has been shitsville. And last weekend WAS really fun. More fun than I have had in a longsly time. But then yesterday I was so lonely that I bought a christmas tree on ebay. (It was a super good deal) And I mean, I prolly would have anyway (see background of photo- huge pile of christmas tree ads from the sunday paper)
I miss my old haircut sometimes.
which should last me for the whole process. and i drank a buttload of water last night... although i did feel dehydtrated when i woke... but let's just hope that was winter skin. i'm prolly way more hydrated than the alcoholic bros that go in there every week for beer money. Anyway, wish me luck I'm kinda nervous.. not sure why tho...
