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I hate this word, but it’s really the only one that fits.

Friday, July 24th, 2009

So, the last six months have been monumental in this girl’s life. Monumental as in, CHANGE. Lots of change. Some cope by crying, some by stressing. Today, I was thinkin’…
I may have coped by letting a little of my hometown white trash rear its ugly head.
My White-Trash Confessions:

My driver’s side window has lost its powerful [...]

Iris Independent is Contemplating Status Updates

Sunday, June 14th, 2009

I am torn over the etiquette of Facebook status messages.
More specifically, I get annoyed with the constant-updaters.
“I am mowing my lawn.” “Just put the lawnmower away.” “Wow, it was tiring mowing the lawn.”
Umm, yeah. Can’t say that I care.
BUT - at the same time - it is also fun to peep into the lives of [...]

Rodzina

Saturday, April 18th, 2009

I come from a big, Polish Catholic family, which I think we’ve already established.
We cling to our traditions like we need them to breath. Breaking the oplatek, observing Christmas Eve like it’s the most sacred night of eternity (perhaps because it ’tis), attending mass on all Catholic Holy Days - even the mid-weekers (or at [...]

Memories from my Youth: The One that Got Away Because I Told Him to Go

Monday, April 13th, 2009

The other week, Facebook did a Sweet Home Alabama and flung an old flame from the past to the present. Though we weren’t technically married ala SHA, we were high school sweethearts and did elope during one very wild Sadie Hawkins.
Because he is, as my friend Kirsten politely puts it, simple, let’s call him Backwoods [...]

Facebook Foibles

Wednesday, March 25th, 2009

So, the sleek, minimalistic sidebar that runs vertically on certain Facebook pages is supposed to be “smart” - correct?
Not smart as in “I read interesting novels and engage in deep conversations over red wine” but smart as in “I can decode what you type and target you with my advertisements.”
Okay. So if that is true, [...]