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Isn’t that what twitter’s for?
I can’t stand Twitter and that similiar feature on Facebook. I really don’t need to know that “Jason is laying on the couch watching Heroes.” Or, “Lila is standing in line at Starbucks.” I guess you can call it evidence of how dreary and boring some people’s lives really are.
or evidence of how much they believe (whether erroneously or not) other people care about what they’re doing. and the vague ones are especially bad. I’m so tired of seeing a girl say “(so-and-so is) having a bad day” and then there are fifteen comments from her friends “awww, wuss wroooong?!”
I know that is a bit hypocritical as I sometimes lay out my troubles on here – but I tell ya what is going on. And this is as much a personal diary as it is a blog for the world. However, the twitter/facebook thing is a temporary broadcast to the world – and NOT a diary.
PS – ooooh! Aderinder is on facebook! Now I have to go find her and add her right away!
Once I put my Facebook status as “Adrienne is tired of talking about herself in the third person.”
good one