
nothing is more fascinating than facebook. NOTHING. it has a weird power over people. it has a weird power over me. i can't tell you why i have a facebook exactly. i haven't quite figured out its primary use. currently my news feed is dominated by low quality pictures of food, complaints about work, or my personal favorite; the "dear diary" status update. this information is completely irrelevant, irritating, and should be met with a resounding WHO THE FUCK CARES?! but i suppose, because i log in multiple times a day, that i am the one who cares. it's sickening. this must be what a crack addiction is like. i know better, yet i still indulge. even when i make an effort to stay the fuck off facebook there's a nagging feeling compelling me to sign in and veg out. as i write this, my attention is split between the blog and a conversation i'm having in a post about michael cera. sometimes i wonder what it will take to break the kung-fu grip facebook has around my neck. other times i wonder if i want it to be broken at all. i'm able to stay informed on almost every aspect of my friends day to day lives. every activity, from the mundane to extraordinary, is compiled in a neat little list. it's a level of intimacy you can only achieve through spending every minute with someone. unfortunately, they're never jet setting across the world or partying with people you only see on tv. no, they're not doing that at all. they're sitting in traffic, they're eating carne asada fries, they're shaking their heads and cursing their lives. they're doing what any of us are doing. nothing spectacular, but still somehow special. these updates are merely a vehicle to highlight our similarities. some say human interaction is being degraded by technology. i would argue that technology is the driving force behind bringing us closer. but that doesn't necessarily mean i give a fuck if you went to the gym today.
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