Let me preface this entry by saying I didn’t go out of my way to find out the following information. I really didn’t. The deal here is that I needed to come up with a quick, but believable, fake persona on Facebook for work. I’ve been on Google, Facebook, Twitter non-stop since Thursday and have lost sense on all reality. I keep re-doing the option where Facebook finds people you might know. I didn’t really realize I was in my actual Facebook account when I hit it the umpteenth time this weekend. It scrolled through my email and found a few people I was kind of like… who the hell is that?
Click, click and click.
Well, guess who is in a super happy relationship? One so sickly sweet he and his girlfriend actually have a picture of themselves sitting in the grass, holding hands with a giant heart made out of apples next to them as both their profiles pictures?
Who you ask?
First guy I went on a date with way back when I hurled myself into online dating.
Now, don’t get me wrong. More power to the guy. He and I zero in common. But I’m getting so fucking sick of finding this stuff out! I mean really. It’s a heart made out of apples. A bit gratuitous don’t you think?
It’s not like I have this biological clock ticking that I need to get married and have kids, or any of that. It’s not about that at all. I’m still an all or nothing kind of a chick. I want a 21st century version of Mr. Rochester from Jane Eyre, or I’ll stay single thank you very much.
It’s just that kharma is being such a bitch about not letting truly amazing and good things happen to me! I’ve totally earned some good mojo!! Stuff like this bugs me because I don’t understand why all these people I momentarily cross paths with are all dancing off happy into the sunset.
When I do find stuff like this out.. well… I start Googling. I could keep writing about it, but my celebrity crush Neil and Amanda put it into words a lot better than I could a long time ago. This is what I’ve been doing for the last two hours. I really need to stop.
