I'm not "better" than social media or the fact that we've become so lazy and/or self-absorbed that we actually believe Facebook is a good place to announce major life instances and that we think all of our "friends" care about them anyway . . . I'm just better than being a hypocrite about it . . . until I am not. Until I can make a joke out of it.
I'm not trying to imply that I got a piece of high-brow performance art that is deep, profound, and larger than canvas out of Facebook yesterday but I am saying that they should hang that sh*t in the Louvre. It was beautiful . . . until it wasn't.
Lessons learned . . .
- Women who may (not) have feelings for/interest in you or who might (not) want you to have feelings for/interest in them do NOT appreciate professions of love to another woman on Facebook.
- When you can get your father to buy off on your gag and "look him in the eye" and double down . . . your prank gets immediate validation/legs.
- People don't like to support and congratulate you on things that are not real - especially if you mock them for doing so.
- My parents really are great sports and amazing people. I am very blessed.
- I'm lucky to have people who care about me or if I am happy or not or if I am in a relationship or not and I should not make fun of or try to trick them.
- I am not smart enough to take the above two points and act accordingly.