I have a confession.......
Im a facebook stalker.
I am a lurker.
most of the time I read things that make me jealous.
Make me want another life.
In fact, I would probably be happier if I DIDNT see the lives that other people live.
When couples profess their love for each other, I wonder why my fucking husband doesn't adore me?
When people post pictures of their fabulous vacations, I am GREEN with envy, Why cant I go to such places?
When I see their homes in the backgrounds of their pictures, it makes me hate my hovel that much more.....
When people talk about how they went out with such and such and did so and so......
I wonder why I wasnt invited? (nevermind the fact that I havent spoken to them in years.)
YES!!! I have issues!!
Hell, Ill go so far as to admit that I get jealous when old boyfriends talk to my old friends, even though I hadn't given them a second thought UNTIL I saw that they were friends with so and so.......
(Ive already admitted that I have issues, no need to remind me)
What brings on this confession you ask??
Well, my favorite Flower and I have been searching the world wide web for an old "friend".
She was more of a frenemy.
If it wasnt for the glue that was Flower (Flower is my friend, she has been dubbed Flower, to protect the innocent) frenemy and I probably wouldnt have spent ANY time together.
Flower and I have searched high and low for frenemy, wondering what kind of fat train wreck she became........
and alas we finally found her .....
And what has this "train wreck" been up to you ask??
Shes been feeding hungry kids in Haiti!!!
(and she didnt even have the decency to get fat)
She sent me a message asking me what IVE been up to.........................
How do you compete with combating starvation??
Damn...................not at all what I was expecting.