Last night I did myself the biggest favor ever and picked out my outfits for the rest of the week. There was nothing interesting on TV so I just decided to go play dress up for a while so I could save myself some time the rest of the evenings this week. So now I have 4 more outfits all picked out and hanging, in order, in my closet. If only other aspects of my life were so organized...
But anyways.
I was going to take a moment to rant about the number of people on facebook doing the stupid 60 Day Photo Challenge (if you don't know what I'm talking about, be glad), but then I remembered that I did a 30 Day Blogging challenge and a lot of people probably thought that was stupid too so maybe I won't complain.
Nah, I'll complain anyways.
Seriously, almost half of my news feed is pictures for this challenge. I have to sift through all these random pictures that I don't care about (i.e. A picture that makes you smile. A picture of your dream car. A picture of your favorite sport... and the list goes on and on) to find actual status updates that I might care about. Because if I can't keep up with who's dating who and who just broke up then I will die! Die, people! This is serious!
OK, so maybe it's not such a big deal, but the end of this stupid challenge cannot come quickly enough. If you want to post pictures of all of your favorite things, get a blog. Facebook is for dumb status updates, blogs are for pointless pictures. The end.
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Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
FACEBOOK CHATTER
Reason #52,973 why I love rugby... Just talking about it makes me happy... and proud to play a sport where I pretty much KICK ASS on a regular basis.
Kicking ass... the story of my life.
LOL
The conversation above pertains to my friend Jeff and his crazy ex who has decided to hack into his facebook account and stalk all of the girls that he has had conversations with since they have parted ways... I proceeded to inform him that I wasn't able to visit him during my trip home becuase I didn't want his ex to put a hit out on my life. He informed me that I could "take her". I mean he's probably right, she is all of 5'3" and 130lbs probably... but like I said, I'm a lover, not a fighter.
:)
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