Once again I find myself at the hurry up and wait phase which of course will be followed by the whirlwind of activity. Happens every time, I sit here bored to death and then *poof* magic plans fall from the sky and I have to hurry. I quite literally have 3 speeds in my life, 1) waiting 2) going faster than the speed of light 3) asleep.
My summer vacation has officially begun seeing as how I got paroled from being a parent for the next 4 days! Really hoping it's not one of those mini-vaca's that end up with me sitting here watching everything in the Netflix queue!
As I was sitting here in my hold pattern, perfectly makeup'd and waiting for clearance to head out, I was of course trolling Facebook and Twitter. I realized that as much as I am addicted to the internet, I don't necessarily like it very much at all. As extroverted as I am I find that I don't like constant contact with people in general. I prefer my own quiet, sheltered little World where I can wear pajama's and not talk if I don't want to. Yes, there are times when my walls close in on me and I decide to venture out into reality and crave actual human contact but that usually only lasts a day or two.
With social media there are 2 pitfalls for a person such as Bex. When I left my home state of New York in 1992 I didn't keep in touch, didn't tell anyone I left, I just ghosted. Even when I came back, I didn't tell anyone I was here for quite some time. And then I ghosted again. Social media gave me the chance to reconnect with some truly awesome people that I had stupidly let fade out of my life. However, for every 3 cool people you get to connect with there is that 1 person, that 1 damn person! The person that you hated 20 years ago and lo and behold, that person found you AND is still a massive ASSHOLE. You'd think that in 20 years the asshole would learn they are in fact an asshole and fucking change, right? No, they've become a bigger asshole. And that asshole is now following you on Twitter and you have a million friends in common on Facebook and that fucktard is commenting on all your tagged posts and tweets. Dude, I don't want you invading my world, go away!!!
The 2nd pitfall is the over sharer. They're on a social media site posting every step they take, clogging up your stream so that now you can't find that damn post about the upcoming free concert in 3 hours but you can see 18,000 pictures of your friends kid that progresses like a cyber flip book chronicling that kids day from breakfast to lunch AND you can find the 3 recipes that person used for all 3 daily meals! Oh yipee!! Without fail that same over sharer will tag, like or comment on everything you post even if there is no relevancy to them in the whole Universe! Don't like my post "Cut sling load, pop smoke and head down range, hero!" because you don't even know what the fuck it means!?!?! Why would you like that, why would you comment on it, it wasn't meant for you although it is the route I'm going to take to avoid you.
I lied, there are 4 pitfalls of the internet.
Google. Damn your awesome knowledge Google!! I Google everything and anything, I am addicted to Google. I love Google. I will believe anything Google tells me because it's Google. Not so long ago I got a bladder infection, happens to me all the time no big deal. I always have antibiotics on hand but that first day is just hell as anyone that gets chronic bladder infections will tell you. I got the brilliant idea to Google home remedies for bladder infections. Being the responsible researcher that I am, I of course looked at all the pages that popped up with answers. Resoundingly they all gave the same answer, teaspoon of baking soda in a glass of water, drink. Evidently the cure for a bladder infection is the same as how to become bulimic because after taking this little home remedy your body will absorb no food at all. However you will lose 10 pounds in a day! And your bladder still hurts. Google broke my heart that day, it led me down a false road. Damn you, Google!!
Stupid internet deals. I'm a fairly intelligent person but if you throw a shiny ad about a new skin care line at me, I will snatch it up. I got duped so badly by Hydroxatone! It's supposed to be a month's free supply and then if you keep it, they charge you. No, they charge you a week after you receive the package!! $140!! Then you have to jump through 19 hoops and talk to the whole population of Indian Call Centers to get a return label! Then, it's a month before you get credited again. Oh and by the way, Hydroxatone SUCKS!! Made my skin look ten years older except for the acne I suddenly developed using this horrible shit.
That's my rant for today, Faithful Readers. Till Next Time.....
BEX!
My summer vacation has officially begun seeing as how I got paroled from being a parent for the next 4 days! Really hoping it's not one of those mini-vaca's that end up with me sitting here watching everything in the Netflix queue!
As I was sitting here in my hold pattern, perfectly makeup'd and waiting for clearance to head out, I was of course trolling Facebook and Twitter. I realized that as much as I am addicted to the internet, I don't necessarily like it very much at all. As extroverted as I am I find that I don't like constant contact with people in general. I prefer my own quiet, sheltered little World where I can wear pajama's and not talk if I don't want to. Yes, there are times when my walls close in on me and I decide to venture out into reality and crave actual human contact but that usually only lasts a day or two.
With social media there are 2 pitfalls for a person such as Bex. When I left my home state of New York in 1992 I didn't keep in touch, didn't tell anyone I left, I just ghosted. Even when I came back, I didn't tell anyone I was here for quite some time. And then I ghosted again. Social media gave me the chance to reconnect with some truly awesome people that I had stupidly let fade out of my life. However, for every 3 cool people you get to connect with there is that 1 person, that 1 damn person! The person that you hated 20 years ago and lo and behold, that person found you AND is still a massive ASSHOLE. You'd think that in 20 years the asshole would learn they are in fact an asshole and fucking change, right? No, they've become a bigger asshole. And that asshole is now following you on Twitter and you have a million friends in common on Facebook and that fucktard is commenting on all your tagged posts and tweets. Dude, I don't want you invading my world, go away!!!
The 2nd pitfall is the over sharer. They're on a social media site posting every step they take, clogging up your stream so that now you can't find that damn post about the upcoming free concert in 3 hours but you can see 18,000 pictures of your friends kid that progresses like a cyber flip book chronicling that kids day from breakfast to lunch AND you can find the 3 recipes that person used for all 3 daily meals! Oh yipee!! Without fail that same over sharer will tag, like or comment on everything you post even if there is no relevancy to them in the whole Universe! Don't like my post "Cut sling load, pop smoke and head down range, hero!" because you don't even know what the fuck it means!?!?! Why would you like that, why would you comment on it, it wasn't meant for you although it is the route I'm going to take to avoid you.
I lied, there are 4 pitfalls of the internet.
Google. Damn your awesome knowledge Google!! I Google everything and anything, I am addicted to Google. I love Google. I will believe anything Google tells me because it's Google. Not so long ago I got a bladder infection, happens to me all the time no big deal. I always have antibiotics on hand but that first day is just hell as anyone that gets chronic bladder infections will tell you. I got the brilliant idea to Google home remedies for bladder infections. Being the responsible researcher that I am, I of course looked at all the pages that popped up with answers. Resoundingly they all gave the same answer, teaspoon of baking soda in a glass of water, drink. Evidently the cure for a bladder infection is the same as how to become bulimic because after taking this little home remedy your body will absorb no food at all. However you will lose 10 pounds in a day! And your bladder still hurts. Google broke my heart that day, it led me down a false road. Damn you, Google!!
Stupid internet deals. I'm a fairly intelligent person but if you throw a shiny ad about a new skin care line at me, I will snatch it up. I got duped so badly by Hydroxatone! It's supposed to be a month's free supply and then if you keep it, they charge you. No, they charge you a week after you receive the package!! $140!! Then you have to jump through 19 hoops and talk to the whole population of Indian Call Centers to get a return label! Then, it's a month before you get credited again. Oh and by the way, Hydroxatone SUCKS!! Made my skin look ten years older except for the acne I suddenly developed using this horrible shit.
That's my rant for today, Faithful Readers. Till Next Time.....
BEX!
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