Twitter anyone?

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I feel kinda weird using Twitter. I feel like I have Tourette’s via my computer. What? I had a thought and I need to announce it to the world? OK. Are my thoughts worth tweeting? And if I’m tweeting does that make me a twit? 

I think Kirstie Alley’s randomness is great on Twitter and I love it. She’s just funny as all get out and I love her. I remember watching her show when they had an intervention about her addiction. She’s a mess. (That’s a GOOD thing!) I wish my tweeting was good like that. It’s not. Mine falls flat. Maybe I’m just too boring to tweet. I have been pretty dull lately.

If anyone has any helpful tips on Twitter, pass them on to me. I’m frustrated.

Letters That Inspire Fear

It’s amazing how 3 little letters can inspire such fear. What letters? D-M-V. Yeah, I had to go today. In the past I have had to stand in line for long lengths of time. Today I was amazed. Since they have moved the office to the South end of Asheville  it seems that they also interjected some energy into the workers! I love it!!!

Today I walked in and was done with the whole process in less than 8 minutes total. No joke. I was surprised. I posted about it on Facebook and some of my friends were like, “Are you serious?” It wasn’t the actual driver’s license agency. I needed a sticker for my plate. But the other office was terrible in years past and one visit had me there for over an hour standing in line. So today’s visit was quite refreshing.

Thank you, Asheville, NC South Forest NC Plate Office! I was quite pleased with my visit today!

Facebook Friendship Suggestion Is Wrong

This morning I was on Facebook. I wanted to tell a friend “Happy Birthday” and rag on a few friends for the Iron Bowl. (I’m rooting for Auburn, btw!) So I looked over on the sidebar and there it was. My ex’s name. Facebook was suggesting that we become friends. Hmmm…I thought that was interesting. Thanks, Facebook. Appreciate that.

After I got over the initial moment of being caught off guard, I kind of laughed. It was semi-funny. Not a true laugh out loud funny moment, but more like one of those smile with a corner of your mouth and shake your head kind. It was a moment where you were glad you didn’t really have to deal with it because it was something that was uncomfortable and weird.

Facebook really irritates me with all of its suggestions. I wonder who the heck decides on these suggestions or the parameters for suggestions anyway. Whoever it is needs some more training for their job. A few months ago it told me I was old and now it says I need to be friends with my ex. Facebook needs to learn that before it makes suggestions for someone’s life that it should learn more about them.

Social Networking

I have thought my life was a soap opera before but recently I have seen other people are living drama, too. It’s reassuring yet sad. The thing I don’t get is putting it ALL out there. Yeah, I tell some of my stuff. Some of it is interesting. Some of it I have questions about. But some of it is all mine. I don’t give every detail. There’s a reason for this, too. I don’t want any and everyone in the world to know all of my business. I was reading on Facebook the other day and a few people had really put it all out there. I hope they have their profiles set to private where only their friends can see their stuff. If not, then some people who shouldn’t be seeing could. And that could really be a bad thing.

I was reading how colleges are now reviewing social networking sites for applicants. Insurance companies check up on pictures on social networking sites in order to see the habits of their clients. Employers check up on employees the same way.

It’s really important to be careful what you put out there for the world to see. Not only are you putting out TMI, but you are also making yourself vulnerable.

FB Called Me Old

I know I am getting older. My blog title says I’m middle age. Do I really need Facebook to call me out? Really? I was on Facebook today and responding to a friend and suddenly something caught my eye. Over on the right hand side where the ads run and where the ads are supposed to be geared toward the specific user it had an ad that said “Senior Singles Meet!” What?! I am single. But it called me a senior!

I’m 40. When did that turn into senior? I thought I was just middle-aged. When did I suddenly hit senior status? I am not pleased with this at all. And maybe I want to be a cougar? Did they ever think of that? I might want a hot 20-year-old. I might not want to meet a single senior. I might want to be single forever.

Who does Facebook think it is? Why don’t they just advertise Depends undergarments for me? Or they could also advertise coffins or funeral services? Why not? They said I’m a senior and I might croak at any second. Right? Just because I’m not a spring chicken anymore, it doesn’t mean that I’m old either! There is some middle ground. And I am pretty sure that is where I am at. I’m not old. (yet) And I am just coming to terms with this whole middle age crap. Quit pushing me into the grave, Facebook! Go pick on Justin Bieber or the Kardashians. See? Would an old person know who they are? No. So leave me alone! Stupid Facebook.