Wednesday, February 2, 2011
The Facebook play-by-play
You know exactly what I'm talking about. The person that gives the exact play-by-play of their day. You know when this person eats, shits, sleeps, and when their genital warts are bothering them. You know the last time they brushed their teeth, washed their hands, masturbated, showered, and can probably recall what they ate for breakfast for at least the past three days. You have to take time to realize you can't even remember what the fuck you ate for breakfast today, let alone yesterday. You know when he or she is sad and happy, single or in a relationship, and yet...you have barely a clue who the fuck this person actually is nor can you really recall how they ended up on your Facebook in the first place but you seem to know more about this person's life than you probably know about your own mother. Seriously, if you want everybody to know exactly what you're doing every minute of your life start a blog so your parents or boss can choose whether they actually want to read about your latest wet dream or how fucking blasted you are on narcotics.