Even though I'm the girl who quit, please don't think I'm a quitter when I say the following: I've decided to scrap "Three Things I Don't Miss About Facebook." The truth is, there are a million things I don't miss about it. I honestly thought the withdrawal was going to be so much worse. I thought I was going to have late night cravings, the same way I crave cheese fries. But let's get real, I could never give up cheese fries.
Anyway, this weekend when I was out, I kept getting the same questions over and over again, "how did you do it?" or "OMG, it must be so hard, are you dying?" or "I could never quit, don't you miss it?" The answer is, I feel the same way the three little monkeys do. Of course they were talking about evil, and although I'd be going too far if I said Facebook was evil, I can say it doesn't bring out the best in people. Now, I know you're saying to yourself, "But she is still speaking about Facebook." You are correct, but what I mean is, if I'm not on Facebook to "Hear" gossip, and "See" pictures, then I no longer can "Speak" about it or people on it for that matter. Hence, Hear No Facebook, See No Facebook, Speak No Facebook. Make sense?
I won't lie, at times I do feel out of the loop. I was always the one that my friends would go to if they needed, let's say "information" about someone. One might say I was good at stalking, or as I liked to say, I always thought I would make a great P.I. However, the amount of people that talk about facebook on a daily basis are keeping me in the loop, anyway. For example, my mother (who doesn't have her own Facebook account, and is certainly a topic I'd like to touch on at a later date) constantly says things like, "Oh, did you know Alli is in Israel?" and "Hey, are you going to Jessica's party this weekend?" At first I'm always confused as to how she knows these things and then I realize, Facebook. I've come to learn, all mothers do this, they just don't speak about it. Or how about the New York Times (who are we kidding, I'm strictly a Sunday Times girl)? I rarely get through an article these days without there being a mention of Facebook or some other social network. I've come to wonder, is Facebook inescapable?
I guess if I wasn't The Girl Who Quit, maybe my connection to Facebook would be minimal, but I can assure you, there would still be some sort of connection. And, I like it this way, because I can still share the things that are really important, such as, my extreme disappointment that the Vikings lost (although I can't figure out when I became such a Vikings fan, maybe it's my brother's obsession with Adrian Peterson) or that I just started the book Scarsboro and am struggling to get into it. Or, that when I'm done writing this blog, I'm going to Crumbs to get myself the Elvis Cupcake (vanilla cake with peanut butter and banana in the middle and banana cream cheese frosting, heaven). Anyway, better get back to applying for jobs, because clearly that seems to be working out real well. Try and have yourself a pleasant Monday, or just get a cupcake, I promise, a sugar high always helps.
