
Okay, why do we all love Facebook? I used to think "oh, give me a break, who needs facebook?". I didn't know what twitter meant and I figured, who cares??? Then, one life-altering day, I was told I had to join Facebook so that I could see what other people put on Facebook, and it was like "WHAT?" ....I have to join a website so than I can see what other people already WANT me to see??? Then, I realized, it's not like my time is:
a) that important or
b) hard to come by
so what the heck, right? I said, "I'll peek at other people and satisfy my curiosity....and not really JOIN Facebook". So, I remained Faceless on Facebook for awhile. I mean, I've seen my face enough already, and nobody else really wants to look, right? But, people kept saying "you need a picture, where's your picture, what no picture, blah, blah, blah......" But, I stood strong, and held firm, like the old song goes, like a rock. I remained faceless. As a matter of fact, if you clicked on 'view friends' it probably said - 'angelique has no friends'. Still, I didn't care......
Then, I thought - well, maybe one picture. But, just like those damn cigarettes...."one picture can't hurt me, right?" One picture leads to two, two lead to four, then an album. Before you know it, people are asking you "why so many pictures?"........Then one day you find yourself looking at all your friends and their friends, and searching for people you know/knew/want to know and best (worst) of all, people that you don't want to know that you know.... the next thing you know - YOU'RE HOOKED!!!!
That's right, my friends. Hooked on Facebook! Now, just like the old days when people would say "Come on, Ang. What's the big deal? Try it, you'll like it"...................... Now I'M the one pushing today's new drug.....Just today I sent a YOU HAVE TO JOIN FACEBOOK email to my sister of all people. I'll drag anyone down with me - no one is safe.
Really, it's a semi-safe addiction all things considered. It certainly isn't as permanent as the Big Green Gecko tattoo I thought I would ALWAYS love.......(nope, after the age of say, 23, the old girl is not very much fun anymore, and she's faded, and old-looking just like me)!
After all, Facebook is informative and fun! It's fabulous and exciting! You learn many new things and get to send your friends e-drinks! If I hadn't joined Facebook, I would never have known that my Third Eye Chakra is the most open. And after so many years singing the classic 1960's hit "Sing it loud! I'm black and I'm proud!", and thinking I was a direct descendant of Otis Redding (or closely related in another life), I took the wise Facebook Quiz HOW BLACK ARE YOU? and I found out that I am not black at all, but JUST PLAIN WHITE! (That's okay, because I always knew Michael Jordan was out of my league...) Or, how about 'which pin up girl are you'? Even boys can play that one.!!! Sure, it depends on the boy.......................
Above all else, I can safely say that Facebook is my new favorite place to waste time. I'm giving up Dutch Bros cold turkey - 535 calories in a Large Annihilator???? Please! Facebook gives me just as much energy as the caffeine, and I'm saving calories! The only way Facebook could make me fat is if I never get off my A** (which could be a possibility now that I think about it.....)
Maybe I could parlay my new favorite vice into a money making opportunity??? I will convince everyone I know to join facebook until we're all so addicted that we don't get anything else done. When people start losing their jobs, and becoming depressed, and wondering why........I'll open up a rehab for Facebook.
Maybe I could parlay my new favorite vice into a money making opportunity??? I will convince everyone I know to join facebook until we're all so addicted that we don't get anything else done. When people start losing their jobs, and becoming depressed, and wondering why........I'll open up a rehab for Facebook.
Betty Ford for Facebook?
No, I' think I'll call it "Erasebook".
Gotta go, I need to see who wrote on my wall...........................................................
Gotta go, I need to see who wrote on my wall...........................................................
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