I am quickly growing tired of Facebook. My brother calls it "give-a-damn-about-my-life-book" and I believe that's a very good observation. Everyone trumpets all of the volunteer work they do, how busy they are, how crappy their life is, blah blah blah. I don't really care, people. You aren't the only one that volunteers, or is busy, or has a bad day. Since when did everyone start taking themselves so seriously? Since when does anyone other than my wife care what I did today?
Maybe I'm being hypocritical. I did just post a status about an auction and a bacon festival interfering with each other next Saturday. This sucks! Why does my life have to be so hard! Why can't the auction be the next weekend!
Wait, what's that you say?
Oh. Yeah. Both of those things are awesome. I guess there isn't a bad choice there.
And, middle aged ladies, try to remember how old you are when you post on Facebook. It doesn't automatically make you 18 again.
If you don't like this, you can "defriend" me, or whatever they call it. I don't think I'll suffer any. I'm gonna go tend to my pork chops.
UGH! I was busy for all of 3 hours today AND I have to cook! WTF?!