Sunday, December 12, 2010
ummm... i think i'm having a moment
it's like when you go to AA meetings and there's a shit load of smoking and coffee. I have ditched once addiction for another. i traded FB for hootsuite. Now hootsuites not owkring FFFFUUUCCCKKK!!!
Thursday, December 9, 2010
I finally saw the point of facebook
I saw that Soupplantation was opening up in Esco and I wanted to forward that their soft opening is a $5 to friends. I have no facebook. so I emailed the one person who's email address I have. I kinda wish there was a way that I could connect with all of my friends at once.
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Downloaded… Zipped… and Deactivated. Day 1
I do things at random… always. I guess we all do. Even if something comes into your head to make you plan to do something, the thought to make that plan came randomly. I decided to quit Facebook at random.
Once I decided to deactivate my account, on a whim, it occurred how much time I spent on Facebook. I spent more time on Facebook than I spent smoking cigarettes. I smoke about half a pack a day and call that an addiction. I would check my facebook when I first woke up, before i left the house, while I was at work (many times) before I left work, while I was on my way home (hey it’s not texting), once I got home, a couple of times when I got home and then once, maybe twice before I went to bed.
The only thing that ailed me about when it came to leaving FB was all of my pictures being gone. Facebook has a cure for that. They can download everything for you. EVERYTHING. They make you a zip drive that contains everything you’ve ever said, done or posted on FB. Weird, creepy and pacifying all at the same time.
I made the announcement that “at midnight I will be leaving facebook, find me on Twitter @DuhLikePho” No one “liked it,” I had two comments “What does this mean?!?”and “that sucks… twitter is lame” and one person called to say “What’s up with you leaving facebook?”I had no answer; mainly because I had no reason. It doesn’t feel weird yet that I have removed myself from the 300 or so friends I had befriended. Maybe it never will. I know a few my age (31) that don’t have facebook pages and they don’t ever intend on having one. I didn’t set up my page myself. I turned around and I had a page… I got slipped a Facebook mickey and the addiction began.
Most important: I will no longer know when my friend’s birthdays are.
Once I decided to deactivate my account, on a whim, it occurred how much time I spent on Facebook. I spent more time on Facebook than I spent smoking cigarettes. I smoke about half a pack a day and call that an addiction. I would check my facebook when I first woke up, before i left the house, while I was at work (many times) before I left work, while I was on my way home (hey it’s not texting), once I got home, a couple of times when I got home and then once, maybe twice before I went to bed.
The only thing that ailed me about when it came to leaving FB was all of my pictures being gone. Facebook has a cure for that. They can download everything for you. EVERYTHING. They make you a zip drive that contains everything you’ve ever said, done or posted on FB. Weird, creepy and pacifying all at the same time.
I made the announcement that “at midnight I will be leaving facebook, find me on Twitter @DuhLikePho” No one “liked it,” I had two comments “What does this mean?!?”and “that sucks… twitter is lame” and one person called to say “What’s up with you leaving facebook?”I had no answer; mainly because I had no reason. It doesn’t feel weird yet that I have removed myself from the 300 or so friends I had befriended. Maybe it never will. I know a few my age (31) that don’t have facebook pages and they don’t ever intend on having one. I didn’t set up my page myself. I turned around and I had a page… I got slipped a Facebook mickey and the addiction began.
Most important: I will no longer know when my friend’s birthdays are.
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