I love facebook I do. I love posting vague status updates. Especially ones that I actually don’t put any thought into. Just type in and let go… and chase with several beers. Then the texts come in. Asking if the status update is pertaining to you. Asking if I’m mad. Asking if something is wrong.
Usually by this point I’ve moved on from facebook to wondering how P!nk got in my mp3 list on my phone. So I’m cursing at my smart phone, trying to drunkenly root through my folders so I can delete said artist, and you’re texting me and confusing me. What? You’re mad because I want to delete P!nk? Is something wrong? YES. I don’t want to RAISE MY GLASS. Where the hell is that mp3!!!??
By the time I actually pay attention to your texts, messages and emails (if you can’t tell this is a vague blog… indirect. Bahahaha) I am aggravated and no longer care about playing nice.
So yes. That was pertaining to you. If I post something general and vague… and you worry it’s about you. It is.
From now now. That’s the rule.
You’re so vain… you think this blog post is about you.