I feel like the dullest person ever to walk this planet. When I check my Facebook (yes, a previous addiction that now takes a lot less of my time than blogging) and see my "Friends" status updates it makes me feel like a big fat loser.
Dave is Djing in Ibiza this weekend followed by Bahrain, Russia and Amsterdam
Helen is on a road trip across California
Katie is meeting New Kids on the Block
Romy is on a romantic break in New York
Jessica is just back from Italy
Richard has a terrible hangover from a weekend of partying
Amanda is belly dancing
Susan is looking after monkeys in Venezuela
Jane is having a picnic on some rocks in Melbourne
Simon just watched a squirrel fall from a tree (no, but seriously, that is for real)
Every time I log on, I try and answer the question 'What are you doing now?' with something witty and interesting. I drum my fingers. But what can I type?
aconfusedtakethatfan is...
avoiding housework again - I have used that too many times.
scraping a poo off the floor - too many friends don't have kids and don't like poo
blogging - no one knows I do it
eating a cheese and pickle sandwich - well, that's nice, they'd think, but it's not djing in Bahrain is it?
wishing she was somewhere else...yes, perhaps that will do for now.
I have 140 "Friends", of which possibly 30 are real friends and the rest just people I have met along the way, hangers on some may say, but I feel as if I am hanging onto their coat tails hoping their exciting life may rub off on me. Yeah, yeah, I know having children is the best thing you can do, I love mine to bits and love my stay at home mum status. But sometimes I wish I didn't have a little window into other peoples lives like this. It reminds me of another me.
Monday, 22 September 2008
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I feel like that whenever I visit London and have to look at the tube map to get about. What happened to the streetwise girl about town who lived alone and partied hard? She now lives in the countryside in a new build house and does two loads of washing a day. I'm there with you Confused, a strange wistful feeling that sort of makes you panic and feel a bit sick? Yup, that's it. Great post, something I think I may print out... MH ps lie on facebook
Been there, done that. I cancelled my Facebook account after I realised I only had 8 'friends' (3 of whom I had never even met) and my sister had 85. Hmmm.....
The thing that's slightly creepy about Facebook is that I can see who all my "friends" are talking to. Presumably they can see me too, but I don't really do it, so they've probably given up even looking.
I don't do bebo, myspace or facebook. I hardly have enough time for blogging.
Don't worry about your evening, I have spent an hour reassuring my friend who's partner's just gone, I now have to finish lesson for year 12's tomorrow, find pictures of gender stereotyping advertisinf for sociology homework (not mine) and find my quote of the day for himself, it's a matter of pride that mine are better !
Not that exciting either !
MH - Your horse pic freaks me out...
Anyway, yes that is the feeling I am talking about. Thanks for thinking it's a great post, but what on earth will you do with the print out? I am curious...As for facebook, I may start doing ridiculous lies, great idea...aconfusedtakethatfan is...posing for playboy etc etc.
Notsupermum - I would have been one of your friends if I'd known you only had 8! Remember though, it's quality, not quantity.
Expat Mum - I like being nosy and reading other peoples messages.
Auntie - it sounds better than watching One Tree Hill with a cup of Camomile tea. (I know I shouldn't be watching OTH, it is for 17 year olds but I like watching about young beautiful Americans)
There isn’t another you. It’s the same you, and that’s why you’re frustrated. The genius, brilliant you is having to take a back seat for a while. Sit back and enjoy the ride while those other fools are gallivanting around the world catching all manner of diseases of the ying yang and enjoying questionable liaisons. You’re merely resting, preparing yourself for the time of your life. You wait. Your Facebook friends will be saying “Wow, look at aconfusedtakethatfan, she’s: wing walking – drinking champagne from the washboard stomach of 25 year old stud – riding a horse bareback down the street wearing only strategically placed fig leaves – piloting her own private jet – etc. It’s only a matter of time.
Oh, and why is everyone a little risqué today? You’re posing for playboy and Mom/Mum is going on about camel toes? Btw my definition of ‘everyone’ really means just you two. Meh!
I stopped facebooking ages ago... it's OK if you're a nubile 19 year old who really is doing all those things... and enjoying them! Otherwise I think it's all about posturing and... hello? what's with the "I send you a snowball" or a cocktail? Listen.. your friends would be there with a real mojito or cosmopolitan... not some watered down cyber version! and you know what CTTF? If you lived nearer I think we could down a few of these babies and share some good scraping poo off all kinds of furniture stories!
Well, you should see mine then! Today's is "Karen loves pumpkin muffins!" WTF?
No can be dj-ing in wherever all the time, though. What about when he/she is alseep, or in the bathroom, or scooping up a bowl of cocoa-pops (dj's always eat cocoa-pops post gig, believe me!). That's why blogging is so much better - we can create a narrative for ourselves, and miss out all the bits that readers want to skip. At least, that's the theory.
I have been tempted to go on Facebook but yes, things like that put me off. What could i say really as a stay at home mum (with a very unglamorous part time job)?
Yes, if i tell people about blogging, they don't know what it is a lot of the time. its a very insular thing really - to the outside world anyway.
please don't feel dull. i know i'm new to this but i love reading your blog.
Js xx
I am on Facebook, and personally find that the kind of people who put all sorts of exotic stuff down as their status update are actually trying too hard. The cooler thing to do is surely to leave it blank....
(and you never know, some of your childless single friends might actually envy your stay at home mummy status!)
Just popped over via black box, great blog!
Pol x
How sad is this... what is facebook?!!
You don't have to tell the truth, you know. Whenever I go to weddings and get asked "and what do you do?" I never say I'm a teacher, I say I'm a Jazz singer or an Opera singer! Much more interesting conversation!
I'm blog hopping today and came across yours. Your post made me chuckle- and I'm very glad to hear I'm not the only one who has trouble with that part of facebook. ;P
There is no there you...you are STILL you! Brilliant, talented, exciting life, you. Don't forget that. And anyway, the new look facebook is now rubbish don't you think?
d'oh - I meant, there is no other you...(typing too fast to try and get my comments in before the kids come and hunt me down!)
If I were you I would throw a stone at a starling and say I've just seen a bird fall out of a tree! on facebook. The question that I've got is how do all of these super-connected, super busy people have time to do all this? I can just about keep up with my blogging (which nobody except Lurch knows I do either, I live in constant fear of being found out) blogthatmamax
Dave - please introduce me to the brilliant genius me. She sounds great! Mom/Mum makes me laugh with her camel toes!
thatgirl - the best thing to do is avoid the whole snowballing food fight thing about facebook. That seems to have worn off recently, I haven't had a sheep chucked at me for some time...
Crunchiemummy - those pumpkin muffins sound delish. Can I have one please??
The dotteral - how are you? Like your theory on blogging versus facebook...
Jennysmith - Hello and thanks for visiting me. You are very kind
Valley girl - Yes, you are right. I should just leave it blank. And then people would forget I existed altogether?!! Sob!
Polgara - hello! Thanks for popping by!
kathy - don't you worry about such things as facebook, probably better not knowing...
Working mum - but being a teacher is not dull! And you are a singer as well!! Good for you! Next time at a wedding I might become an exotic dancer.
Hi Jennifer - thanks for blog hopping onto my lilypad.
Mom/mum - Hmmm, really? I am still me? It doesn't feel like it! Well done for popping over whilst the kids are probably trying to hunt you down and find you...
Hello blogthatmama. I do visit your blog btw, i just haven't left comments yet. People who work full time (not as teachers) have time to check facebook in their lovely lunch break. I vaguely remember having a whole hour to do with as I pleased each day...aaaah
Hmm, maybe they're all making it up? :) I keep thinking and talking about joining Facebook, but never do. I barely have enough time to do what I need to at home, I don't have time to tell people about all the stuff I'm neglecting because I'm the computer all night!
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