Bitch and Moan Monday

Hello, my LDs. How are you today? I'm going to put this as a place holder sos I can finish this Bitch and Moan Monday on Tuesday (yeah, I know...I'm slacking).

Mr Realist had noms ready when I came home from physical therapy (which I can wean myself off of now!), and we were watching Mythbusters on Netflix (he wanted snuggle time, which I'm not going to deprive him of!) and I'm tired and sore and got fucking cramps (yeah, I know...TMI) so I want to shoot something.

But I will leave you with this. Facebook...O how I'm beginning to loathe thee.

See you on the morrow.

Heepwah, and be safe out there.

Your blech

Mrs Dreamer

~~EDITED: This is now Tuesday, but I'm finishing my postie!

I left you with "Facebook...o how I'm beginning to loathe thee. It's not that I don't like being in contact with my friends and family (with the exception that NONE of my immediate family save Mr Realist is on Facebook), I do.

Does it piss anyone else off to no end when they change something and you have to go back in and reset all of your security shiz? Seriously? It's just about like being at work (treading dangerous territory here...) - where they 'update' the system and it breaks everything that most people use on a daily basis!

Fuck, people. Creators of shit like Facebook (and ordering systems...) should have working knowledge of javascript and HTML and all the other crap that goes into building a website or a world-wide social network. Apparently, you forget all of that when you want to make 'improvements.' What happened to the adage, "If it ain't broke, don't fix it."? If I'm feeling great, no sniffles, no pain, why the flying monkeyfuck would I go to the doctors?

"It's like wiping before you poop - don't make any sense."

That...and the fact that I sometimes can be easily swayed makes Facebook telling me that "you should be friends with X" kind of hard to ignore. I want to be liked. I like to be liked. Hell, I like to be loved. I'm 'friends' with almost 300 people...and I only talk to about fifty of them at any given time.

So, I posted it - "wonders if anyone would care if I deleted them from my friends list." I got 30 responses in a few hours. They all made the list. Means they read my stuff, and most of them do comment on stuff I say (whether it's Status Shuffle shit or not).

There are some that I won't delete:

~Mr Realist (because, obviously...)

~family (you get a pass, yos)

~specific friends from a trillion years ago

~friends who've asked not to be

~friends from overseas

~friends who I know read stuff (because they're both here and there)

Other than that, you're probably going to get booted, yos...unless you ask. I'm tired of seeing stuff that I really don't care about.

And if you post a bunch of games and stuff, I'll hide your ass (I've done it before, I'll do it again).

Facebook pisses me off most days, but it's like crack. I'm addicted, and I need a Twelve-Step Program, LDs.

I'm still feeling bitchy (I fucking hate being a girl this week). What's making you psychotic and anti-social today? This is free therapy, bitches (and dudes...)!

Link up through Kisha, ifn ya'unt ta.

Heepwah, and be safe out there.

Your 'feeling slightly psychotic and anti-social' and wanting to chop men into bits

Mrs Dreamer

PS - and if anyone knows how to fix the above, because I sure as shit didn't write it like that, please let me know. Nothing's working and I'm getting more pissy by the minute.

Mrs D