“Time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time.”
First watch this link, or nothing else will make sense.
So, did you watch it? Here’s how I see it…
This is not a dis to my fellow Factorians. I would (and often do) spend more than 8 hours a day with you. And I enjoy your characters both in flesh and type. It’s a good thing we’re all somewhat like minded or we’d all have each other drove. Right? Hey? Hmm?
This goes out to all my Facebook friends. Keep inviting me to your shows. Keep showing me pictures of your pets and babies. Your trips to Mexico. Your swimming with dolphins. I’ll join your group if you join mine. If you want me to (and by posting these things I am assuming you do), I shall continue to creep your profile, to feed and flatten insecurities, evaluate the status of my own life. Isn’t that what Facebook is all about? And now that I’m officially a Blackberry addict, it’s like I have you with me at all times, so I’m never alone. Is that creepy? But you just said you want me to be creepy.
I’ll pick my way through what’s relevant. I’m patient. I’ll find the stuff that I like, that interests me – like this link about Facebook abuse that a friend posted to Facebook (thanks Julie!) and I’m now posting to a blog that will be posted on Facebook for my own friends to filter through, some of which I share with Julie who will know I ripped it off.
Here’s how I feel about random acts of e-blurting: “If you dig it, do it. If you really dig it, do it twice,” said Jim Croce. Some people will dig what you post. But like everything else you do in life, some people will just think you’re an annoying weirdo – like mafia wars, Farmville, or those stupid quizzes. For the love of God, make it stop. (Um, did Microsoft Word just automatically capitalize Farmville for me? Ok that’s wrong.) Whatever you want to say or do, post it to the masses, and it will trickle down to the three or four who actually care. Facebook is really just a megaphone for and excuse to have more real-life eccentricities. People say stupid stuff with their voices all day long, and we learn to tune them out. If you don’t like spam, block, hide, duck and cover, or get off Facebook. It’s easy.
So I say untie your knickers, Greg. I bet there’s a secret “I <3 Gingers” page that you’re a fan of. You won’t keep it from your coworkers much longer!
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