Alright let’s see here. I have had a steady trend this week of negativity. That sucks, I don’t like to be negative but it happens. It happens because of asshats that walk the earth, they annoy me and at times they get the best of me and I become annoyed and negative. That’s not very attractive.
The negativity grew last night as I hopped over to facebook to check in. UGH. What people post at times makes me scream in my head WTF and wonder how they function on a daily basis. That prompted a little house cleaning. I decided I will no longer except under age friends on there. I had nieces and nephews in my friend list and found myself having to think of them before I post anything. Well No More I say! What I do say is “Delete”. As I have said before some find facebook as a popularity contest. I do not. I went over to the Edit Friends Bar and had a drink or two. I went down my list and if I read a name that made me think “who?” …. Delete. If you are still as annoying as you were in high school…Delete. Then I questioned why the hell I had accepted that damn request in the first place. I’m such a softie sometimes. Oh well. I feel much better now that it is done and hopefully my news feed will be more tolerable for awhile.
I did take great pleasure in deleting one person from my list. She was one of my sister’s good friends that I didn’t care for from the get go and my sister has finally seen the true light that radiates from her every pore. She’s a shitty shady human that rubbed me the wrong way from the first day I met her but I always was pleasant and welcomed her because she was my sister’s friend. She pulled a severe asshole move the other day with my sister and that pushed me over the edge in the like department. I finally deleted her last night. No more of her status posts that were always vulgar, gross and just wrong in many ways. Now I’m no prude. I enjoy gross humor, a little vulgarity here and there, it takes a lot to gross me out. She thought she was always being funny but in reality it made her look stupid and like a whore which she is. So yes deleting her made me happy.
Well Fnkybee why don’t you just delete your account and walk away to avoid the stupids that frequent the site? Well the answer is quite simple. I do enjoy facebook for the communication I have with my friends from back home. Plain and simple and that is all. So I will keep it around but believe you me, I will be delete happy when need be.
Here’s how this is going on facebook. I have had a couple of asshat comments.
One more thing that is making me stabby this week is the constant tooth pain that I have from my temporary crown. I am eating Advil like it’s leaving the Earth tomorrow. Every 4 hours like clock work I am shoving more down my throat. If I wait too long to take it the throbbing pain gets so bad it puts me almost in tears and throbs all the way up to my eye. Yes I need to call the dentist and go back but I am leaving for vacation in 4 days and I’ll be damned if they are touching my mouth to make it sore or worse before I leave. I most likely need a root canal and I’m stubborn and refuse to go through that before I leave. I have learned to manage the pain so I will endure it until I return. I’m tough. Not really that shit hurts.
Ok on that note I am off to be positive Damn It!
My tooth does not hurt, I love everyone, facebook is my favorite place to be! I’m trying…I’m trying!
I have a confession because admitting you have a problem is the first step I am addicted to Twitter. Yes I said it. I signed up for Twitter in 2009 maybe it was early 2010, looked at it became completely overwhelmed and closed it and didn’t look at it again for quite some time. I have learned that this is the case with the majority of people that I have talked to about it. It is very overwhelming when you first sign up. You have no followers, you don’t know who to follow, you don’t know what the hell to tweet about, and everyone that they suggest you follow you usually have no idea who they are. So you close the site and shake your head, thinking I have no clue what all the hub bub is about. After some time I went on a mission to figure it out. One thing I hate is not being able to figure something out. Mission: Conquer Twitter started. It was a successful mission, maybe too successful because now I can’t get enough of it. I think it was after I started my blog when my real mission started. I started reading people’s blogs and the majority had the little twitter button on the side “Follow Me on Twitter!”. Ok I thought I can follow this person, their blog is cool. The majority of people that I started following that I didn’t know already started this way. Then someone one would retweet something from someone else and you liked what you they had to say so you follow them too. Or someone retweets your tweets and you get followers that way too. I have met via twitter and my blog a ton of cool people. People that I would have never had a chance to meet so to speak if it wasn’t for the web. How cool is that! I have read many times via blogs and Twitter about fellow bloggers meeting up in person for the first time. That’s awesome. Friendships made through the web that otherwise would have never been made. I think that is amazing. On Twitter I am always getting new stuff to read thanks to the handy dandy retweet button, new people to follow, finding new blogs full of information or that are just down right hilarious. I get many of my daily laughs thanks to Twitter. It makes my day.
I used to love Facebook and had a little addiction to it as well, who hasn’t? As of late I find it starting to get stale and stagnant. It’s the same people posting about the same things over and over again. Don’t get me wrong I still get on it and check it but nothing like I used to. It has become boring to me….repetitive. It still has its advantages, you can check in with people, you can write more if you need to, get feedback, post pictures for family and friends to see etc. I will most likely always be a facebooker, its a great way to stay connected especially with my friends back home. Twitter might just lose its shiny coat sooner or later but for now that is my new love. I love the sarcasm and the comedy I find on it, I enjoy the new connections that I have made through it. I think there is less pressure as well with Twitter, less pressure worrying about saying the wrong thing, who is going to get pissed reading it or taking it the wrong way, certain people aren’t all up in your business all the time. I am sure that would be different if my friends on facebook were following me on twitter so I guess you could say I have a new found freedom to say what I wish. There is less of an “ettiquette” to follow on Twitter than on facebook in my mind. I have the mouth of a sailor, this is not breaking news to anyone that knows me, but god forbid I say fuck on facebook. I might offend someone. I get it, and that’s fine. I have young cousins, sister in laws, parents, parent in laws on there so I guess I should watch what I say out of respect for them. I’m fine with that…to a point. If anyone of them get on twitter and follow me I’m sorry it’s game on. I will not switch off my language, sarcasm, rants or what have you. What you read is what you get. What I would have to sadly do though is stop publishing my blog to twitter. Sad. I don’t want family and certain friends all up in my blog because they don’t get it. A few have found it in the past because of my big mouth and read it and have taken it out of context, or have just been so flipping offended by it blah blah blah. I have learned that if you don’t have a blog you don’t understand why people have them, especially if your blog just consists of your daily life and your commentary on it. Period. So they take what they read and run with it. I have learned valuable lessons from those experiences on what I can and cannot blog about and I have learned that the Private Post setting is most valuable for my rants. I do believe that most have forgotten all about my blog, thank god.
So my love stands with Twitter at the moment. There is less drama, less bull shit. It’s short and to the point and most of all more laid back…I like that.
One of my favorite tweets came from FreddyAmazin yesterday regarding Facebook:
“Facebook needs a dislike button , love button , idgaf button , lame button , & a why would any one give a shit button.”
How much more fun would facebook be with those buttons! I would be clicking like crazy!
I feel the need to talk facebook for just a moment. In the past week I have received 3 friend requests, 2 from old guys that live in my old home town and one from someone I went to school with. The 2 older guys I am pretty sure are just networking for their businesses but what I don’t understand is that I don’t live there anymore. You would think they would do a little research to see who they are sending these requests to for their ‘networking’. Just because I am mutual friends with quite a number of people in my home town and my home town is stated as Aurora doesn’t mean I live there, you need to check the current city status. How am I going to benefit your business being 2 states away??? Answer, I am not. Now with the 3rd request I received, it is from someone that I went to school with and the only reason I know this is because I went to his page and read that we graduated from the same school 3 years apart. I have no clue who this person is, his name does not ring a bell or even conjure up that one memory that makes you think “oh yeah! I remember him from that one time!” Nothing..Nada..Zilch. He also has 600+ friends. Now who knows 600 people personally? I don’t and I don’t feel the need to know that many people or have that many friends on facebook. It seems some think there is this secret silent contest going on to see who can get the most friends on facebook. I am not participating in this contest because frankly it is stupid. The ones who are contestants in this silent contest are click happy and annoying. Just because I am friends with your cousin’s uncle’s mom’s granddaughter doesn’t mean that we need to be friends on facebook.
In the beginning it was fun to get requests because it was all new and exciting. That little red thing pops up above your friend request icon and you get excited..someone wants to be my friend! Yay! You just got on so most likely you are going to know all of your requesting peeps. Now after almost 2 years I get one, see who it is and have to research who these people are. You do have your stragglers who are just now caving to the facebook magnetism and creating accounts and have to play catch up or some are from some recently made friendships. Nowadays I am researching more than I am not. Also hitting Ignore more than I once was. There is some guilt that comes along with hitting the ignore button. You look at the friend request, research who this person is, figure out you have no clue but yet you have 50 friends in common. You have to make the decision of “am I going to be that one person that hits ignore?” I have learned there is quite a few people who just accepts the friend request because of the number of friends in common with the thinking they all know this person so I should somehow to so I will just accept.
Here is a fine example of that….Awhile ago I got a friend request from a woman, I had no clue who she was but yet we had over 50 friends in common. It became my mission to figure out who this person was because obviously I should know her. I started hitting up my friends that we had in common to see if they could tell me. They had no clue!!! They accepted because someone else did. Are you kidding me?!?!?!? I went through about 10 people before someone could tell me who she was. She was one of my friend’s mom whom I had never met. Another one that was oh so click happy. I ended up accepting her friend request because her son was a good friend of mine. Yes, I fell for it and folded to the pressure. She soon got blocked because she was quite annoying on there.
I currently have 252 friends on facebook. Why so many? Well I have my friends old and new, my sister’s friends that I ended up being friends with, my husbands friends that I have somewhat of a relationship with and people I went to school with or was in my graduating class. I did clean house a couple of weeks ago and deleted maybe 10-15 people. Woo Hoo I know, not a lot but I did feel better after doing it. Like I said before there is a level of guilt that comes along with deleting people, I don’t like to feel guilt. I have blocked quite a few so I don’t have to read their nonsense on a daily basis or look at their awful pictures. There was this one gal that had sent me a request, we went to school together, she was in my husband’s class, and regrettably I accepted. She was totally click happy. I learned this after seeing that she was friends with everyone and their brother and then sent a request to my dad! She doesn’t know my dad! Do people just go through someone’s friend list and send every single person a request? She ended up getting blocked at first because of the pics she would post of herself. She felt it necessary to post all these pictures of herself on her bed in these crazy positions, some pulling her shirt over so half of her nasty ass booby would be showing. I had to draw the line with that one and hit block. I don’t want to see that crap especially from her, if she was at least decent looking I wouldn’t mind it so much but no she was nasty and vulgar. Needless to say she was one that got deleted. I now have a protocol that I follow for friend requests.
1. If your name does not ring a bell with me, my sister or my husband you are not getting accepted.
2. If you just want me as a friend for your business and I am not interested in your business you are getting ignored.
3. If I have to research you, you most likely are getting ignored.
I will not be your friend for just the say of it anymore. I will not be your 653rd friend just so you can feel popular and loved. No.
Facebook is not a popularity contest.