What's Become of Me?

I had a startling revelation just a moment ago.

I've basically become everything I hate, and used to make fun of in the technologically advancing world.

Let's take a look, shall we?

1. I own an iPhone--the only way I justify that it is ok for this to be apart of me is because I do not have a computer, and I need some way to check my email 500 times an hour. And update facebook daily.

Which leads me to...

2. I am fully committed to facebook. I check it obsessively. I update my status at least daily. I upload photos, comment all the time on other people's things. It's not so much a problem though, because it is a very important networking tool. And it's super fun. And at least I usually put intelligent quotes as my status updates. That makes me seem a little less loser-ish, some might say pretentious. Ah Well.

3. I have an effing Twitter account. Which I always forget about, and then realize I've neglected it, go on to the site, and immediately post something. Mainly, because I know I'll get criticized by people if I don't update in a timely fashion. BTW, what the hell is the point of Twitter anyway. See I don't even know why I have one, yet I do. Absurd. 

And last, and certainly not least...

4. I HAVE A BLOG. 

I always made fun of people with blogs. Always. They just seemed so selfish, and narcissistic, and ridiculous. 

Then, Trina got a blog. And then other really amazing things started happening with blogs. Like Stuff White People Like, Look at That Fucking Hipster, and Texts From Last Night (those are just a few of my favorites.)

And being the linguistically oriented person that I am...

I do like to write in this silly little thing.

I mean I keep so many journals and note pads at my house, the next logical step would be to have a blog. 

I've already started my book of memoirs a la David Sedaris. 

So I guess when that finally gets around to being published my blog will become super famous, and then maybe it'll turn into a nationally recognized blog with sponsors, or maybe it'll get mentioned on the Today Show, or maybe turned into a movie.....

The possibilities are endless. 

Anyway...

So yeah. I hate everything about myself that I just listed. 

Truly, the only way I could be more of a hypocrite, is if I started eating meat, and joined a sorority.