Bored of Facebook… WordPress Blog Time.

I’ve just started blogging again. After a long time away. Previous journals years ago, typing my dark place hell and addictions on myspace for the world to peruse. In the hope my own exorcism of thoughts, ideas, dreams and negative verbal vomit would help me escape my wilderness. Nowadays ( 2 years later and the path of sorting myself is well travelled ) Clear headedness, herbal teas, now help me shine a little brighter.
I used to love putting a winning hilarious comment on my Facebook status, promote my music to people who never come to our gigs or buy our albums. (Sickipedia generated some gems to share… Nothing too vile or politically incorrect though for mine ) That little egotistical thrill and popularity boost of how many ‘likes’ ‘omgs’ ‘lmaos’ ‘lols’ and ‘rofls’. How many of my FB ‘pals’ do I actually know or have met in real life? Erm… Possibly around 100 (including previous work colleagues) out of my 1000 + . The addiction of Facebook has worn thin. Checking it constantly, (Toilet, breaks, bed, waking, middle of night insomnia, watching a movie.. well obviously not paying it my full attention, during a meal, on the bus.. and so on) Fearing missing out on something. Something major, something exciting. some snippet of excellence. That…. rarely comes. Having suffered the constant drivel of people posting and reposting overkill of crap pictures with ‘funny, wise, political or poetic statements’ or the political guilt trips. Cruelty, “Eat Vegan” or die of a heart attack meat eaters” apparent unhealthy cruel animal murdering fat bastards” according to some… dictatorship (now that caused a big row! And eventual deletion) don’t get me wrong. Opinion entitlement is a right of the free world. Saying the same shit over and over again dictating and guilt tripping lessens the point, clogs up news feeds and frankly bores you to death.

My own mind
Is non negotiable. Hell will freeze over before I’m bullied. It can be gently influenced with valid gentleness. Thank the clever gnomes in the forest for the ‘Unsubscribe’ option, rather than full on ‘delete.’ (And they don’t even realise you can no longer suffer them on your news feed 😉
Then we get the true torment “just done washing, fed kids, had dinner” “watched paint dry” “my life is so incredibly boring I’m going to write about it with running commentaries”
Then you get the moaning, negativity, airing dirty linen, arguments, bitchyness, workmates slag offs. Stalking, spying, speculating, pervs, green card seekers, stirrers and occasional funny person ….hallelujah. The refreshing breeze of change bitch slaps your faith in humour. Whoop!
After spending an Eon unsubscribing to the majority. I’m left with a handful.
All in all its got very boring for me on Facebook. Android Phone Technology has enabled mass post dribblings. I moved to Twitter. There is hope now.

Then, December 2012. I joined WordPress. I felt the urge to write now I’m a little older, wiser, settled and happier. Brilliant 🙂


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