Boredom will make you do crazy things.
Like eat.
Or post for no good reason.
Or watch totally stupid crap on TV (Hello MTV True Life!).
Or quite possibly the worst of all-
Facebook.
I know.
How dare I speak ill of our beloved Facebook right?
Ha- don’t worry, I’m not.
Truth be told I think I’ve spent more hours on there the last month than I have my entire Facebook “career.”
Heh.
Facebook Career.
But something gets terribly skewed when you’re so.incredibly.bored and sit online for hours despite having plenty to do.
(cough- cleaning)
You start on the homepage looking at all the updates.
Then you go to your page (for the billionth time) to see who’s left you a comment.
And then you go to a few of you favorite friends’ pages and say hello, see what’s been going on etc.
And then you sit there.
Bored again.
You could clean.
Who are you kidding? You’d way rather sit in front of a computer screen than face your laundry pile.
You could go for a walk.
Eh… fresh air is overrated.
So once again you’re in front of the computer screen.
And then it happens.
You start looking at all your friend’s pages.
You begin looking at all their posts, their pictures, and their friends.
There’s no nice way to put it.
You’re facebook stalking.
The more friends you look at the crazier you get. It’s like this switch flips on and you’ve become this crazy ex girlfriend sitting outside your Facebook friend’s house waiting for them to come home from their date so you can size up the girlfriend’s car and hair and shoes.
It’s like you’ve become the creepy guy that calls your crush a million times but every time she pics up the phone and says hello you panic, chicken out, and hang up.
It’s like you’re BE FRI part of the BEST FRIENDS necklace and are watching to make sure that ST ENDS is not cheating on you.
You’re completely out of control!
Sigh…
As you can see, I’ve been way too bored the last few days. Although I don’t think I’m anywhere near the crazy ex girlfriend facebook stalker status, I must admit I’ve logged a lot of hours on that poor site. It’s like I’m studying for an MFA- and it’s not a Master of Fine Arts. It’s a Master of Facebook Activities.
Thankfully I can say I have never gotten into the whole, “So and So wants to invite you to have a drink on them! or So and So thinks you’re the 9th nicest person they know! Vote for them too!” So, I mean my Facebook activity could most definitely be far worse I suppose.
Right?
It’s like this awful drug that keeps reeling you in! You want to stop so bad. You want to stop and be a productive member of society but you’re so tempted by that high. That “one last hit” on someone’s wall…
it hurts so good.
So, I’m trying to quit.
Okay, I’m lying. I’m not trying to quit.
Although I’d be a genius if I could invent a patch for quitting Facebook.
Hmmm....
Anyway- I really need to tear myself off of the computer a little more so I can be more productive this fall.
I could take up knitting.
Or basket weaving.
Or sopapilla making.
Or maybe just learn how to spell “sopapilla.”
...
Or I could just stay on Facebook.
I could do that too.
Maybe I’ll try to quit another day. That sounds like a plan.
See you on your wall (or outside your house).
I swear I’m only kidding about the house part. I’m not a Facebook stalker.
Hey I saw that look! I’m not and you know it. Scouts honor.
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I suppose I could admit to some facebook stalking...a couple of weeks ago, I was so bored that I was going on friends pages and looking at their list of friends to see if there were any “blasts from the past” I found quite a few that I am very happy I have reconnected with...so I don’t know...maybe facebook stalking is an ok thing?
But I totally get ya as far as the whole facebook addiction. I use it to keep in touch with people and when I am bored...I take quizzes only when I’ve got nothing better to do, and I rarely even look on my green patch anymore. I think there is a point when facebooking (omg...is that a verb??? did I invent a new verb????) gets a little double oc out of control and ridiculous. I mean it was bad enough when I was looking at the fall courses in the Vo Tech catalog and found they had not only a class for facebook but one for myspace as well, but then this past Sunday I had the pleasure of riding the elevator at church with a group of older adults who were talking about farm town...SERIOUSLY? I mean...I knew I wasn’t joking when I told my dad that literally everyone has a facebook (which, I think is ok to keep in contact and stuff), but when adults in their 50’s and 60’s and so on are discussing a freaking facebook app on the elevator at church...well, I think we’ve got an epidemic on our hands...even “granny glo” has a facebook...I’m just waiting for people to start twittering during Bob’s sermons...nah...they probably already do that.