I just deleted both my Facebook and my MySpace accounts (collective GASP!) I discovered that recently, I have had neither the time nor the want to check my Facebook and my MySpace. Mind you, I check both at least once a day, but there’s never anything new on either of them and I find it kind of pointless to waste my time checking something that stays the same all the time. Additionally, it’s kind of a hassle to post pictures on both of those and on this blog. AND I feel there are other, more important things I could be doing: Planning a wedding; knitting; reading; looking up other, more productive things on the internet; you know…
Side-note: I just re-read that paragraph and realized that I am defending my deletion of Facebook and MySpace to people who probably don’t have either a Facebook or a MySpace. I’m also beginning to worry that this blog is A) Longer and pointless-ier than previous blogs and that B) My writing of this blog shows that I am not quite at peace with the deletion of these internet stalker-havens.
But I digress…
Enthralled as I’m sure you are, I’ll continue on with this riveting story. Upon discovering the pointlessness of both Facebook and MySpace, I started by deleting friends…Mostly those who I see or talk to on a regular basis. I mean, why have them clutter my “space” when I see/talk/text/email with them all the time, right? Then I discovered that the people who were left were people I didn’t really care too much about. Haha, sorry if you were one of those people! So, I finally just bit the bullet and deleted my MySpace. And then I deleted (or rather, “deactivated,” as Facebook won’t let you delete) my Facebook account. It was nice. It really was. It inspired me to write this blog, that’s how great it was! I even – get this – deleted both Facebook and MySpace from my Bookmarks, which means now I’d actually have to type out www dot myspace dot com to get to the page. I’m too lazy for that, so I’m positive my cold-turkey quitting of this addiction will go swimmingly well! We shall see. Talk to me in a week. Or probably tomorrow.
In other (more important, I’m sure) news, Merry Christmas! It’s over in about two hours, so I got that in right under the wire! To celebrate the holiday, I am watching the classic “Home Alone.” I did not watch “A Christmas Story,” though. It felt a little weird to watch it sans parents, and I’ve watched it on DVD about five times already this season, so I figured I was okay. It was still kinda weird to not watch it, but in all honesty, I’d rather not watch it, than watch it without my parents/with people who are not as equally obsessed with it as we are. There was a compliment in there somewhere…And possibly and insult…And a bit of a run-on sentence. Sorry ’bout that.
In the grand tradition of being me, I haven’t taken any pictures this holiday season, save for the one in the post below this…Which, by the way, was taken ghetto-style with my phone because I was too lazy to get up to get my real camera. I did get a snowboard from Chris, though!, so we will make sure to take lots of pictures of me falling on my ass when we go to Big Bear in a couple weeks.
Alrighty, my knitting and Macaulay Culkin await. G’night whatever piece of internet I have left! I’m fine, really I am…