now facebook…

… I’m starting to hate it. Not only is it so messed and confusing. Not only have I found on it people with whom I work all day and hoped I wouldn’t need to write to in the evenings. Not only have I been detected by members of my family scattered all over the world in the past twenty years and whom I had hoped to stay away from, thinking that oceans and seas would cool down relationships.
I don’t want to post on anybody’s wall, funwall, or any type of wall. I don’t want to challenge people on scrabble, reading quizzes (I suck!), movie quizzes (I’m great at them!). Why do I feel compelled to sign up to just any kind of rubbish in the universe?

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Spring cynicism for free

All right. Let’s make this clear. If you’re done getting married, bearing kids, getting degrees, etc etc, we can be friends again. My bank account needs some rest after so much exercise. My party shoes need some mending. My silly Minnie Mouse dresses are over. I can’t bear any more piano bar tunes. I sincerely abhor the sight of lace and finery. I’ve had so much silly conversation that it can suffice for my whole life (“And when are you getting married?” “Isn’t her dress wonderful?” “I felt so moved”). Stop it people!

My twopence of cynicism for today.

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