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You know, I am always amused and amazed at people who try to shit-talk Pete on Twitter. What do they actually expect to get out of it, besides Pete re-tweeting them and making them look like tools? I feel like the people who take the time to either a) follow Pete on Twitter and/or b) take the time to tweet at him about how "irrelevant" and lame he is should already know that, if anything, calling Pete out on Twitter just gives him more to do at 2am when he's wide awake and bored. I am waiting for the day when Pete writes a song entirely composed of @replies. (Although I can totally see Patrick's face being all >:((( because HE IS NOT WRITING A SONG ABOUT TWITTER, PETE.)
Anywho.
I signed up for Facebook yesterday. I'd been resisting forever because, frankly, I did not cave to MySpace when all my RL friends were jumping on the hideous, attention-whore-layout bandwagon, and I figured I could wait out FB, too. I realize FB is nowhere near as obnoxious as MySpace, but I've always been...idk, weird about interacting with RL people online outside of, say, AIM and Gmail. And honestly, I don't NEED to know where random people from college and high school are right now, or how many kids they have, or what they had for lunch. I've been listening to Mr. Foxx bitch for MONTHS about how much he hates the mundane shit people post to FB--do I really need to subject myself to that just so my friends can say we're "friends"? It all seems extraneous and stupid. And I really don't need to find out things like how my flaky, psychotic old roommate has her MBA degree, when it took her ten trillion years to get her fucking undergrad.
Maybe I'm way too neurotic to be on FB; everything I want to say, I just say here or on Twitter, because it just feels weird posting in a status report. IDK. We'll see how it goes. My close RL friend are shitting themselves over the fact that I have an account now, but I don't know how much I'll post. FACEBOOK EXISTENTIAL CRISIS WHAT. :|
Anywho.
I signed up for Facebook yesterday. I'd been resisting forever because, frankly, I did not cave to MySpace when all my RL friends were jumping on the hideous, attention-whore-layout bandwagon, and I figured I could wait out FB, too. I realize FB is nowhere near as obnoxious as MySpace, but I've always been...idk, weird about interacting with RL people online outside of, say, AIM and Gmail. And honestly, I don't NEED to know where random people from college and high school are right now, or how many kids they have, or what they had for lunch. I've been listening to Mr. Foxx bitch for MONTHS about how much he hates the mundane shit people post to FB--do I really need to subject myself to that just so my friends can say we're "friends"? It all seems extraneous and stupid. And I really don't need to find out things like how my flaky, psychotic old roommate has her MBA degree, when it took her ten trillion years to get her fucking undergrad.
Maybe I'm way too neurotic to be on FB; everything I want to say, I just say here or on Twitter, because it just feels weird posting in a status report. IDK. We'll see how it goes. My close RL friend are shitting themselves over the fact that I have an account now, but I don't know how much I'll post. FACEBOOK EXISTENTIAL CRISIS WHAT. :|
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