I had a bit f a blow up on Facebook. I'm only going to apologize for it here hough. The person in question needs to sit back and wonder if I am talking about her.
I'm all for letting your friends know whats going on in your life and I admit every blue moon over Miami I am guilty of posting about my right foot while I'm on my left... Okay I'm not but I am guilty of excessive posting sometimes.
But this girl... OMG!! I'm going to the gym... boot camp... tired...going to the gym... bootcamp...omg what a great workout... going to the beach...going to the gym...bootcamp...so tired...going to bed...going to the gym...bootcamp...
Over and over and OVER!!! It never farking stops. I swear I just want to message her and tel her no one give a crap. No shit, I have deleted this person four times from my friends list on facebook and four damn times she's come back. She just doesn't seem to get that if your buddies with someone on facebook one day and not the next then maybe they got deleted. I can almost see coming back once but after two three or four times I would wonder if they were deleting me on purpose.
Trust me when i tell you she's only still there because it's easier to have her there than to wake up to a friend request every morning.
My high school friends are funny. Most of them I don't really talk to anymore because they've changed as people are apt to do over 13 years time. I really only talk to the friends I talk to from high school because none of them have really changed since High school. True they are all moms now but two of them were like my moms in high school and let me tell you I was a handful so they are well equipped to handle just about anything now. The other has always sort of been that friend that stood on the outskirts but was still consider a really good friend by me nonetheless. She did a little bit of Momming me too so I know her son and her future children will be well covered as well. Then there are people like the one I will call the Disneyfreak. She changed so much that in her warped mind we are all the enemy. not sure what happened there but I strongly suggest that it may be that she still owns her V card and holding on to that excessively can make a person loose their minds. Then there was the great dirty one. I can only hope she's changed but I know she hasn't so... yeah...
Where was I going with this? I have no freaking clue. This is what having no kids in my house does for me. My mind wanders and stays out past the streetlights coming home. Tonight is one of those nights. It's out there
I didn't even have the heart to tell my Sims what to do today...
Gah! I'm going to read...
Single and Blogging is bored and we know that means trouble so everyone refer to page 12 in your Disaster Preparation manuals...
