judge me, please.

So me and my housemates just celebrated Halloween for the past few days.  One day they all dressed as Smurfs, we were robots, one of us was a Girl Scout and one was a Cavewoman.  The weekend was sick, everyone had an awesome time. but now that it's Sunday I've starting analyzing the way we actually did act.

The whole day we have been hungover slobs laying around the living room, unshowered, stanky, and recalling our slutty/drunken/hilarious moments from the weekend. So, as we lay around in the most embarrassing states, we also just judged every single picture from the weekend.

Every.single.picture.

Album after album we searched for glimpses of us and whenever we caught eachother we would either tag or detag ourselves.  If I saw a picture of myself where my face was mangled or my hair was too wild I legit just removed it from my facebook forever.  I never have to see it again.  Its a fucking life saver honestly, because I have seen some ridonkulous pictures of myself.. but does it remove it from real life? or has facebook become real life?

So, besides checking ourselves out I noticed how much I was judging every picture I looked at. 

"oh my god, she was a slut." "wait, what was she?" "what was he fucking doing with her?"

What gives me the right to criticize these people for every aspect of their costumes, facial expressions and behavior when I know I'm acting like a fool right outside the camera's view. I should definitely try to stop, but maybe these people should just detag those whacky pictures of themselves the way I do...

facebook chat me. now.

So I've been thinking a lot about how much I text.  It's actually almost scary the fact that my blackberry has been skitzing out on me today and I haven't had any way of communicating with my best friend for a solid three hours so far.. I am beyond lost.

I literally got so nervous about if it was my blackberry trying to keep me from texting my friend meaningless nonsense or hers.   I still don't know because I am currently facebook chatting her while I type up this blog...

So basically when our blackberry's get temperamental we are lost. But find ourselves through facebook? So weird.
ps- my blackberry just started to work again!

Oh, so Keen is right when he says we are destroying our values, economy and culture.  Personally, my values revolve around my most prized possessions which consist of my blackberry and my blackberry's case.  I mean, of course I care about more substantial things as well, like my family and friends and whatever.. but for about three hours that my blackberry decided to try and ruin my life it was all I could think about. It consumed me.  Keen describes our society as being basically dependent on our technology, and I can confirm his ideas because I am the perfect example.
I am Keen's worst nightmare I think.

Wanna stalk for a little?

Chuck Klosterman talks about how the Unabomber had a thesis that "technology is bad for civilization".  He describes how Ted Kaczynski felt he had to kill people in order to get his ideas published.

Just a while before I was typing this blog I was sitting in the library with my friend.  She was studying and I was reading the excerpt from Eating the Dinosaur.  At one point she turned to me and said "wanna just stalk for a little?" I didn't even flinch.  Of course I did.  I love examining a person's facebook page so far back I know what someone wore to their high school prom.  After we realized facebook wasn't working fast enough we gossiped for a minute and then both just went back to working.  I went back to reading all about the Unabomber and she, I couldn't even tell you what she was "working" on. 

This definitely wouldn't have mattered much to me since we stalk people everyday, but in Eating the Dinosaur, the last page Klosterman says "I can no longer imagine life without it", regarding the internet.  It made me think I agree.  I love having every useless fact I want at my fingertips and like Klosterman, I literally cannot imagine my life without it.  What if whenever I was bored or needed a break from studying I had to think of something to do besides stalk my best friend's boyfriend's older brother who I've never actually met before but know far too much about just from observing his facebook...

Aside from me and my friends being the creepiest, I've realized that I am quite dependent on the internet.  I shouldn't rely so much on this machine to feed me information, entertainment and anything else I want or need.  The Unabomber might have been right when he said that technology is bad for civilization, it has sort of made me uncivilized if you think about it.  I spend time just looking at other people online.  Sometimes they're my friends, sometimes they aren't.  Either way this habit definitely isn't a good one. Maybe the Unabomber should blow up my hands too..

bye bye crackberry.

I experienced drunk texters last night yet again. and actually wanted to throw my beloved blackberry at the wall. i don't know if that's a dramatic response or not.. so maybe i would've just liked to find my out of control texters, take their phones and make them eat them or something. 

texting has become not only a way of communicating excessively, but a way of being more "honest".  some people text me the most random messages and when i see them in real life i know they would never say anything like that face to face. because they don't. if you are really going to use your cell phone as a catalyst to get to me, at least make an effort to speak your mind to me more literally too. like, actually use your words please.

basically i'm just noticing how cell phones have made people a lot less ballsy when face to face with someone.  kind of takes the fun out of things. i appreciate blunt statements and surprising comments and nothing even resembles a surprise through a text.. because nothings even real. there isn't an ounce of emotion shared through a text message, so it's like, seeing the words "i love you" or "i hate you" which are generally held pretty high up on the scale of "only say it when ya mean it" these days.. they don't mean shit through a text. they are just words on a screen. 

maybe ill just start turning my phone off at night. but how will i wake up? shoot.