I know you are, but what am I?
Soooo, the last 5 places I have gone I have heard this “WOW! You are on Facebook more than anyone I HAVE EVER MET IN MY LIFE!!” Or something along those lines. I always laugh nervously and mutter something about it being the only way I can keep in touch with family, share pics of Luca, and keep in touch with my bitches, BUT what I really feel like saying goes something like this, “Hey thanks asshole, for making me feel like a total loser”. And, I mean, if you know how much I am on Facebook it means you are on Facebook just as much as I am right? RIGHT, LOSER? So, in light of all this, I have been cutting down on my Facebooking lately (read: pretending to). I guess I don’t have to update my status every single time I scratch my ass or post every article I read. Maybe I should stop Facebooking all together and let the masses feel what its like to live without me?