Monday, June 1, 2009

This is where I blog from.

Pretty Pretty phone
Originally uploaded by chlorinebeach.
What the fuck is a fucking Blogger follow list? Goddamn. This is why I'm not a computer programmer, or a hawt haXOr like Violet Blue: if something involving the internet needs more more than like three steps, I'm not doing it.

THIS IS WEB 2.0 PEOPLE, I am getting far too much stimulation from everything else, if I can't figure you out I'm leaving. Web Attention Defect Disorder, that's us. This is also why I don't add any RSS feeds, AND why I don't have a tumblr. Oh, and why I never post twitter updates as entries (like some). Just read them on the sidebar. Or add me on Twitter.

Twitter. Fuckin' speaking of web 2.0 ADD. I only follow 15 people on Twitter. You know why? Because I want to actually READ everything that the people I follow write. I had to un-follow some people, because they were updating too much, or they were too fucking boring to be worth the page space. SORRY KIDS, MOM'S BUSY LOOKING AT ETSY RIGHT NOW. PESTER ME LATER.

Anyway. I was sick for a week, it was the opposite of fun. My camera's still broken-stein, but I'm getting used to it. My boyfriend visited me today, and we were so disgustingly happy I thought I might be the mean character with the perfect life in some Disney tween-age movie. I have the next few days off so I'm going to lie around the house reading and drawing and working on my scrapbook.

You know what a scrapbook is? It's a book full of pictures of things that I did and that you didn't do, and I show it off to you and you have to pretend to be freakin' interested for an hour, AND not be jealous. Just thank God it's not a scrapbook of all of my kids or something, because those ones are fucking boring as hell. 'Oh look, here's little Johnny when he was two weeks old.' You know what? All two week olds look like little pink bug monsters from space. Sorry 'bout it, but it's true. They're not people yet. How about documenting them when they do something real, like go to London on a four month vacation? Aw hell yeah.

I don't know what's gotten into me. But I think it's time to work off some of this energy by cleaning my room + listening to the campiest showtunes I have.

1 comment:

Elle said...

Listen, I can't do any of this web stuff for the life of me. It's a miracle I managed to make a blog: I can't even figure out how to put a link to my twitter on the damn thing. I don't even know what an RSS feed is. Follow someone's blog on Google? What the hell does that even mean? This is what Jack was supposed to be for!