facebook Anthony facebook is consuming my life 060123 ... native persimmon the photo album addition did us all in 060124 ... nocturnal I'm on it right now. this is pathetic. 060124 ... megan so shallow, yet so incredibly addicting blather is still the top of my favorites however goes to ohio state 060124 ... silentbob it doesn't have to be shallow though. i use mine creatively, i think. 060124 ... unhinged i refuse to have one of these although i refused to have a myspace at one time 090414 ... red skite society if you are on facebook now, please report your presence here: rt 090415 ... cocoon I just got the suggestion to add a certain skite as a friend. Freaky. Mainly because normally it only suggests people with whom you have other friends in common, something which isnt the case here. I am honestly very weirded out by this. 090612 ... cr0wl i hope it's me! 090612 ... one wrecked angle facebook is weird, because life is weird, and facebook allows diggings and reflections into life. i saw a name that reminded me of a name, so i typed it into the search box. up pops a picture of a woman with her husband and two kids, the four of them flanking a giant tigger at disneyland. and my mind races back about eighteen years, the two of us lying on the synthetic carpet of her apartment while my finger explores her wetness. 091027 ... n o m e e recently i dreamt i posted naked photos of myself on facebook. 110113 ... raze i like it when people who wouldn't acknowledge you in "real life" even if they heard you had a terminal illness and would be dead in a matter of days send you friend requests so they can pad out their friends lists and continue to never communicate with you in any meaningful way in yet another medium. a big fat fucking "ignore". that's what those people get. and then i think to myself, "they won't even notice we're not friends on facebook, because we were never friends on any level to begin with. what did that accomplish?" so i do a little dance without any pants, until my legs look up at me and say, "a little clothing here?" the moral of the story is, legs have eyes and mouths with which to see and speak, but they'll only use them when they see fit. 130130 ... cocoon pervasive in the way that now when i see things i like, i immediately look for the 'like' button, and then have to remind myself that i cant always do that. 130208 ... raze even better than friend requests from flakes — when people you've removed because they never talked to you send you a second friend request months or years later, when they've probably forgotten you ever were friends on facebook in the first place, because you were never even a blip on their radar, but they randomly thought of you while taking a longer-than-usual piss, and for five seconds or so they've remembered you exist and some vaguely positive feelings have bubbled up inside of them. none of them ever attach any kind of personal message, either. after all, that would take an additional fifteen seconds of thought. it's a fucking joke. if i didn't need facebook right now to communicate with a few people through private messages because i don't have their email addresses, i'd delete the thing for good just to be free of this half-hearted bullshit, and i wouldn't miss it for a second. 130319 ... raze note to self: remember to delete this a day or two before your birthday, so you don't have to read any hollow bullshit from anyone. 130409 ... raze if i really did what i felt, i'd remove all but about fifteen people. i guess the occasional twinge of voyeuristic something-or-other keeps me hanging on. meh. meh to the mehnth degree. 130913 ... raze people need to stop spamming me with random invites to like things. i've never liked anything on facebook unless it was a band or public figure i wanted to follow. stop trying to get me and everyone else you know to like the same things you do. if you want to introduce me to some music you think i might like, here's an idea: talk to me for ten seconds and tell me about it. clicking a button or two and calling it "interaction" ain't gonna do it. 140122 ... raze there are people who "like" someone's status when they say they're violently ill or they've just lost a thumb in a car accident or something. i wonder if anyone ever stops to think about how fucked up that is. 140228 ... flowerock I spend more time than I'd like scrolling scrolling clicking liking commenting friend requsting or accepting... I liked live journal and chat rooms better, I am enjoying blather as well. I read an article connecting "facebooking" to other thoughtless and destructive hanits like over eating and excessive television viewing, that facebook sorr of conditions us to act impulsively and lack self control. I am beginnin to believe this, or maybe it's just that it's easier to blame facebook for my bad habits and declined health and focus. Why is it so difficult to let it go and leave it be? Because "everyone else is on there" and they might say or share something cool or imprtant or funny! ah no! facebook is the new internet... when is the lasttime that I saught out ews or information on my own? ok, I do seek things out, but my iternet useage mostly stems from facebook links and ideas, and is mostly facebook. I'm not even that cool or interesting anymore, what am I sharing or offering my "friends"? memories? why doesn't anyone email or call anymore? why don't I? I got over 50 "happy birthday" posts on y birthday from people I hardly know who don't really talk to me otherwise. It's kind of cool and comforting to know I have all these "friends" all over the country and world, maybe if I was in their city and needed a friend or couch to surf they'd be there because there is sense of knowing and trust already built, they know what I "like" and who I know and see snap shots of my life... eh... I keep thinking I want to post my email for those who want to really keep in touch and leaving it be, quitting facebook like I quit cheese and grains... I_don't_want_to_have_time_for_facebook anymore. what would I have time for without it? it's like flouride in the water, but digital. 140228 ... raze the new news feed design looks like something a blog threw up before it could fully digest. you rule my heart, facebook. 140328 ... raze i've never really shared a lot of personal things there, but this is a thing i wonder about: when someone posts something about a relationship ending, or a family member or close friend dying, or being depressed, and people "like" it, isn't that like they're clicking something to say they like your broken heart? that's bizarre to me. and if you're the person getting the likes, what_do_you_do_with_that? 150105 ... raze hey, i already said something sort of similar about a year ago. but there's no hypothetical severed thumb this time. 150105 ... fishawk I take it as a kind of hug... an "I understand" or "it will be ok" letting me know that they know kind of thing... support? Facebook is what it is, and it's kind of strange either way. I try not to "loke" things for this reason, what do I mean I "like" it? 150105 ... raze you know, that makes a lot of sense ... the hug thing. i feel less bitter about it now. ha! 150105 ... nr facebook should have a "sympathize" or "empathize" button 150105 ... nr i was invited to a party on facebook, and was seeing all the posts on it, and then the event disappeared. i was kind of in the mood to go to it, too. i wonder if i was uninvited. something tells me i must have been, because facebook usually sends an alert out if an event was cancelled. if that did indeed happen, i think it's pretty rude. if you found you invited people you hadn't meant to, you should suck it up. and i don't really know what i would have done to be uninvited. i guess i could ask the organizer, but that seems weird and awkward. 150109 ... nr a friend told me my updates seemed a lot more upbeat, like i was excited about everything, when i was there. good old social-media indications of contentment. 150328 ... raze even my emotionless eighth grade teacher is there. seems like there's barely anyone you can't find now. 150329 ... bludpuddles I'm up to my neck with the feelings of others. How do I feel about myself anymore? Definitely not happy. I'm not dating a super-gorgeous girl with bright white teeth and dyed blonde tips, I'm not jumping up and down on death valley cliffs with a belly full of maple syrup and molten chocolate. I'm at home, where I've always been, watching porn, as I always have, wanting to be somewhere else, as I never stopped wanting. There will come a time when I give it up, throw it in the trash and move on with my life. I hope it could be now, but I just don't think I'm strong enough. 151214 ... nr my best friend was just saying today how she was glad we didn't have technology/social media when we were younger. i'd have to agree. when we're older, we're clearer on how much people can embellish how good their lives are. 151215 ... flowerock I realized today that I complain about my health a lot on facebook. I feelike it's kind of exhausting for anyone who actually follows my posts (apprently they do as they comment on them) and how helpless I must appear to those who I don't get to see often. Always sick or in pain or injured... do I ever feel good? Do I really though? I'm beginning to wonder myself. I think I'll stop posting about my pains and ailments there. 151216 ... raze i'd say if it's at all therapeutic or cathartic, or it helps in any way to share those health-related things and get some encouragement from friends, you should keep expressing yourself in that direction. if anything, starting an actual dialogue in a place where not a lot of people tend to really talk to one another (because it's a distraction from posting memes or pictures of pickles that look like smiling turtles, or something … not that i have anything against smiling pickles) is a welcome injection of intimacy. but those are just my two pennies, and you know what happened to pennies. "useless currency!" they said. poor pennies. mostly i wish your body was kinder to you. guys have it easy. i'd bet most of us wouldn't last a week in a woman's shoes. 151217 ... flowerock Thanks. I'll probably continue to complain about my issues, but I want to also celebrate more things too. Balance is good. I've never been a man so I don't know who has it better or worse... having a uterus is certainly interesting, it makes finger paint and babies, what more could you ask for : P 151217 ... raze say or share something you care about: 1 like, no comments. post a picture of your dinner: 82 likes, 19 comments. good old facebook. superficial to the end. 160505 ... flowerock. "Like" 160505 ... raze hahaha! 160506 ... nr something i do like about it is that it can bring people together in a natural way. like, someone i went to high school with and haven't talked to in years posted a joke on a status of mine, and we ended up joking around a bit. i don't know that this kind of thing would lead to a lifelong friendship or anything, but it makes things fun. 160526 ... nr a girl i used to work with posted a picture of her and her husband, since it's their wedding anniversary. i left a congratulatory comment among the others like it, and notice mine was the only one she didn't "like." maybe it was an accident. or maybe she hates me. or maybe social media is paranoia-inducing and dumb. 160710 ... raze you say something: no one cares. someone else says the same thing and tags you: dozens of people like it. oh, facebook. never change. 161027 ... raze we're in a place now where someone who's never met you sending a private message asking if you smoke pot, with no context or elaboration, is just a way of breaking the ice and starting a conversation. 170226 ... unhinged we are at a point where people ask for facebook pages instead of phone numbers and if you don't have a facebook page that is the end of interaction my hatred and abject refusal of this 'social' way of commidifying people becomes more ingrained everyday fuck_facebook 170227 ... .flowerock it's like smoking... it's just best not to start because it is frighteningly difficult to quit. I made a new one. It's really strange to think I have a hard time not using it. It has benefits if you use it well, but it can also just be exhausting and stupid. I like the sharing of information and ideas, not the pictures of everything and the arguing people do. I find that I still take pictures of myself for me because it's a way to feel confident, but I don't post them much anymore... does everyone really need to see me in different color shirts or by the ocean or in a tree? they get the idea... look_at_me if you watch shows on Netflix Black_mirror really inspires one to reconsider their social media and technology use. 170228 ... raze share something you put a lot of thought into and pretty much no one cares. share a picture of a shoe and the internet explodes. same old story. you win, facebook. from now on all you get from me is pictures of breadsticks that look like penises. eventually i'll collect the best of them in a coffee table book. the only question is, what's the better title: "bread dicks", or "breadsticles"? 170511 ... .flowerock breadsticles might be lost on most people... bread dicks is more user friendly. and yeah, that's the way social media goes... depending on your "friends" I guess. my facebook experience is that it shapes the way I express my "self" as in I feelike the person I am on facebook is not the person I really I am. It brings out vanity and insecurity in full force and leaves very little middles ground. not so fond of myself sometimes on there... what I do love about it is that I end up talking with people I never would have met otherwise, I am exposed to more ideas and concepts and able to share my own, have discussions, see into other's lives and be inspired. I wish reality was more interactive... just look at another human on the train and it's like your pants fell down you know? like you've breached some social barrier by making eye contact or smiling or saying hello... if you're not glued to your phone, wearing head phones, or quickly looking away, you're not cool... no one want's to interact in public. no one cares what you're thinking, what you saw earlier, what you're feeling or hoping, no one wants to hug or shake hands or watch the clouds unless they're on an instagram video... no one wants to hear your voice or feel your soul, they don't even want to hear the click of your key board... just want your news feed and your selfies, we can only look at eachother via digital media. cold. but also inviting. 170511 ... epitome of incomprehensibility I just got a FB account last week because I'm in the committee for the artisans club this year (as advertising person) and I needed an account to access their page. But social media seems to be too stressful for me. I got anxious when a member of the artisans club said "Good morning" followed by a grimacing, mouth-open, eeee-ish face instead of a smiling one. I was thinking, "Maybe it's because I sent him the friend request shortly after midnight and he thinks I'm up late because I'm not organized, so 'Good morning' (he responded around 8 AM) is sarcastic and he's saying, 'Yeesh, Kirsten, you're up so late, this must be another symptom of your hopeless disorganization.'" Ooooorrrrr maybe he just used the wrong emoji by mistake. And a day or two ago my sort-of ex asked me to "Connect" on LinkedIn. Even Business Facebook isn't safe from stress! (...Eh, I just accepted the request. Hopefully I've used up my "worrying about little things" quota for this week. Just because you don't connect with someone romantically doesn't mean you can't be linked with them businessfacebookily.) 190524 ... tender_square i'm getting the distinct sense that the only way to figure out what the fuck is going on in the art scene for this city is to be on facebook. the developers won't even let non-users see event pages anymore, you must have an account. i've tried to create burner ones so as to avoid handing over my personal information again after leaving the platform for good in 2016. they know my name and email is fake every time. 230722 ... raze i haven't posted anything there in years. i only use it to play scrabble with my dad now. oddly enough, i've had the letters to play my blathernym as a word a fair few times. 230723 ... raze sometimes its algorithm has a cruel sense of humour. 231030 what's it to you? who go blather from