Prior Incantato.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ALBERT SZENT-GYOURGYI!

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The era/atmosphere I feel when I go to a Trader Joe’s. 50s.

FOOD NETWORK GODS.

Bobby Flay. Giada de Laurentis. Rachael Ray. Ina Garten. Guy Fieri. Tyler Florence. Paula Deen. Alton Brown.

— Stewie Griffin (on Lois)

I’ve been spending TOO MUCH time on Facebook lately, and I don’t like it.  In fact, I hate it.  I wake up in the morning, open my laptop and go on Facebook.  I scan my news feed and click on people’s profiles whose status updates, pictures, location check-ins, links, and what not interest me.  Everything gets boring after a while so I log out.  I log back in again after 10 minutes.  It’s a cycle.  All day, every day.  

Looking at all the activities of my Facebook “friends” give me the impression that these people are living the perfect day, have the perfect job, are in a perfect relationship, and have the best-est friends = perfect life.  What I do not realize is that I have a relatively perfect life as well — if only I do not sit on the computer all day and stalk people like a loser.  I tend to overlook the fact I myself CAN live the perfect day if I do not waste my time on Facebook.  It is very silly of me to think that these people are above me because they are able to post and boast about events in their lives that I would define as “perfect” or “carefree”.  If I wake up early each day and focus on things that matter like spending my day productively, doing house chores, focusing and working towards goals, and making memories with family and friends would then I be able to share something worth of envy on Facebook, thus making other people think that I am living a perfect life.

What do I have/need Facebook for?  I primarily have Facebook so I could update and check on my boyfriend.  Also, Facebook is a way of connecting with family and friends, especially with those who are in my home country.  This is acceptable.  What I have to remember and always remind myself is that I should never allow Facebook to eat up my precious time ogling over other people’s activities, and by “other people”, I mean those who do not matter to me anyway.  Those that are in my friends list only because I have known or met them at some point in my life, like past and present schoolmates or friends of friends.  Never again.  Facebook friends who matter to me are only my boyfriend, family, and real-life friends, and they are the only ones who deserve my attention and time.  Starting right now, I will only check my Facebook at certain times of the day i.e. after waking up and before going to sleep at night.  Since I have a Facebook app on my phone, I can still be updated with regards to important matters while I am on the go.  I think Facebooking on my phone is not as bad as sitting idly and looking at the computer screen.  

I realized something the other day.  I always thought that those people who have a Facebook account but never or very seldom post are losers who have no social life or anything interesting going on in their lives.  However, now I think it is the other way around.  They have an empty profile because they are busy living their lives!  They do not have the time to waste on Facebook!  They live their lives!  They live REAL lives, not VIRTUAL lives.

So, Facebook, go to hell. 

I like pink and anything artsy, whimsical, chic, and Parisian.  Or French-y.  My inclination for the last two does not have anything to do with my last name, however.  Or maybe it unconsciously does.  

I don’t go by “what you see is what you get”. 

Il est tres rose et elegant.

There are two people named Midge and Moose.  Moose works at Fluke and now lives at Flukette’s house.  Midge’s friends like to hang out at PF.  Midge is now getting to know young Nachos.