I Dumped FaceBook

Yes, you read the title right, two days ago I dumped my facebook account.  I had never really been happy with it and finally felt it was becoming a kind of addiction.  I would spend hours popping on/off just to see if something new had been posted.  And then there is that little side game, Farmville, now that WAS becoming an addiction.  And all those people who are only on facebook so they can play Mafia Wars and brag about how many people they have put on ice.  Little boys never to seem to outgrow their toys do they?

The first thing that annoyed me about Facebook is that you see all these posts that have nothing to do with you.  Your friend posts something and then there are 9 million posts from their friends underneath that.  Giving a thumbs up, thumbs down, commenting, posting their own thoughts etc.  Then I started to notice that sometimes I would only get part of the posts.  My daughter would ask if I saw the post from a mutual friend and I didn’t, so how does that happen?  Stuff I would like to get I wasn’t and useless stuff I didn’t need, I was getting.  Then there was the fact that no really cared about my status, not even my kids, and when I would comment on someone else’s status they wouldn’t respond, so I thought why am doing this? Why am I putting myself out there for the whole world to see when no one really cares? Trust me I thought I was a pretty likeable person but my self esteem took a big hit with Facebook.

Then there were all the adds, quizzes and the tags, it was never ending, you could spend your whole day just doing the sidebar stuff. So after I decided I didn’t want to be a land baron in Farmville and would never go any where with it just keeping my one small acre and the same 8 animals, 22 trees, 30 plots of fruits/veggies, 2 butter churns, 2 crates, 2 stools, 2 wood piles (do you see a Noah like pattern here) 1 shed, mail box, picnic table, rest area, well, bicycle and oh yes Hot Air Balloon, I said chuck it.  This is stupid.

So now if I want to play a game I bring up Majong on the computer and play till my hearts content. But if I don’t play one day I don’t have the guilt that my crops withered and died hanging over my head.  And even though I am not getting a lot of hits on my blog, I am getting some.  There is something to said for knowing someone out there is reading what I write, even if I don’t know who they are.  Maybe Facebook should adopt the “Stats Graph”, hey I am sure they could put on the side with the rest that stuff.

Have a good night.

B