Hypnotized By Facebook
A Story of Accidental Resolution Breaking
I didn't even last a week. Three days into my resolution, I logged on to Facebook. In my defense, it was quasi-accidental. Here's what happened:
When I meet new, interesting people, I often Google them to find out a little bit about their background, their accomplishments,
So a couple of days ago, I was Googling someone, and a link to their Facebook profile appeared in Google's search results. These results are a relatively new feature of Facebook-- in the past, Facebook didn't expose their accounts to Google's searches-- so I was intrigued when I saw the link and knew it would be a good source of information, since it was essentially maintained by the person themselves.
When I clicked the link, I had to login. When I logged in, I saw the person's profile, which I read. It wasn't until I had finished reading that I realized what I had done: I was on Facebook. Fuck! Essentially, I was in my "research" mode, whereas when I usually go on Facebook, I am in "killing time" mode; I connect Facebook with doing nothing productive, so I was unable to connect a legitimate use of Facebook with my resolution.
I logged out immediately. I did not read any mail, check any of my friends' walls, open my notifications, or any of the normal things I do when using the site, so I am cutting myself some slack: I am starting this resolution over again.
When I meet new, interesting people, I often Google them to find out a little bit about their background, their accomplishments,
Ed's Note: ...their publicly posted naked pictures...
or anything else that might be interesting. These Googlings are surprisingly effective and fruitful.So a couple of days ago, I was Googling someone, and a link to their Facebook profile appeared in Google's search results. These results are a relatively new feature of Facebook-- in the past, Facebook didn't expose their accounts to Google's searches-- so I was intrigued when I saw the link and knew it would be a good source of information, since it was essentially maintained by the person themselves.
When I clicked the link, I had to login. When I logged in, I saw the person's profile, which I read. It wasn't until I had finished reading that I realized what I had done: I was on Facebook. Fuck! Essentially, I was in my "research" mode, whereas when I usually go on Facebook, I am in "killing time" mode; I connect Facebook with doing nothing productive, so I was unable to connect a legitimate use of Facebook with my resolution.
I logged out immediately. I did not read any mail, check any of my friends' walls, open my notifications, or any of the normal things I do when using the site, so I am cutting myself some slack: I am starting this resolution over again.

So yesterday our school had a pie throwing contest to raise money for charity. The contest name is deceiving, for there was neither pie, nor throwing. There was however, pie plates, whip cream, and lots of rubbing and smearing.









