Stupidest forearm workout ever? Okay: spend an hour deleting Facebook statuses, Likes and comments while using a trackpad. There’s really no way to batch delete anything so it just takes forever and everything has to be individually clicked on and ow ow ow.
On the plus side, there’s no longer any trace of me on Facebook prior to March 1, 2013. Which means I just have a few more months to get rid of and then I’m frrreeeeeee. Which is exciting.
Also exciting: I bought a new santoku knife today, as well as a new set of measuring spoons that are made of metal instead of plastic and thus don’t have the measurements worn off of them. And it made me as happy as a pig in shit, which is a sign that 2013 has completely remade me as a human being, because being in Bed Bath & Beyond should never make me happy. An actual project for this weekend: research rice cooker/vegetable steamer combos.
I don’t know who the hell I am anymore.
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I suppose you could always look on Facebook to see if you can figure it out…did the not know come before the deleting started or after?
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(Goes looking for a “like” button)
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Be careful with Facebook. I went through the same thing with them, deleting posts and stuff one-by-one. Then they changed a security setting and everything magically re-appeared. Oh joy, freaking joy. In the end, in order to confound the marketers who all my information would be sold to, I entered a nice collection of random information in my profile – close enough to real, but strange enough that most companies in this country would not want to market to me. Misspelled name, different country, new disposable e-mail address, etc etc etc. Click save, then use only the Tor browser to open Facebook. Shame that all this became necessary, but Facebook wasn’t always in bed with every company in the world building demographic and marketing profiles of people. Not that I’m bitter 🙂
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And i dont understand why all those facebook users want to be my friend, Then my girlfriend pouts inf I don;t hit “Like” on everyone of her facebook status updates. I could care less if she wipes her ass with one ply paper or two ply paper or how many times a day she wipes her ass. give me a break.
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Infinitefreetime, Smiiling, FB is a PIA, I have my own issues with them, and WordPress if the truth be told. Being “happy as a pig in shit\” is pretty damn happy. As you reinvent yourself watch out for sharp knives. It was fun visiting, take care, Bill. — btw thank you for stopping at my blog and liking a recent post.
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I actually have an AMAZING rice cooker/veggie steamer. I have no idea how much it was because it was a wedding gift.. but the brand is AROMA and its black, shiny, and awesome 🙂
Check it out!!
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That’s what we ended up getting. 🙂
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According to my son, once you have a FB account you can NEVER leave. Best thing you can do is change your name, emigrate, and have extensive plastic surgery. Good luck!
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Hey I am SO glad you popped by my blog and hope you don’t mind if I “like” your posts. 😉 I am a big Facebook runaway but it only took me two weeks. All my friends stateside begged me to get an account so they could “see” my life in Costa Rica but when I posted I got nothing. Only updates about where they were having coffee and who they were shunning that week. Nope. Don’t miss that. Good luck with your new spoons. I found a nifty set of those in a Natchez tourist shop and they even had enameled turtles on them. I may never use them….sigh. Maybe you could just change your name on FB, I mean….since you’re such a good liar and all. Happy New Year!
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