Virtual stink eye

Here's how I feel today:

Do you ever feel like you're wasting your time? I do. Some days my waste of time is this blog. No one reads it anyway. Yep, bring on the pity party parade and march it right down my street today. I like posting but some days I think "why bother" and get all grumpy. That's allowed, right?  

I can't imagine having 2,000 followers like many other bloggers. Honestly, that's a lot of pressure to keep it up. I don't want that. I want a fun place to jot down how I'm feeling that day. If I don't want to blog one day, I don't. I'm sorry that I would rather spend my time on the couch with my husband. Or running. Or eating. Or, I don't know, maybe doing anything else that doesn't involve technology. Is that so wrong? 

I get angry how obsessed I can be with my phone. Or Facebook. Or Instagram. Makes me feel like a sell out sometimes. And for what? It's ok to like these things. I love them. But then I just get disappointed when I don't have 100 "likes" and 87 comments backing up what I thought was brilliant sarcasm about my cat. What? Is that weird?

And while I'm on my rant, you know what else I hate? Bloggers making people "like" them on FB and Twitter and Instagram and comment on all of them and climb a mountain just to enter their damn giveaway! Can't a girl just get shit for free anymore?! I understand why they do it, they want more followers/friends, which is fine. But I don't want to be your friend, I just want your prize. Does that make me greedy? Sure. Do I care? Uh, no. Unless you're my friend in real life. Then I've probably already "liked" your pages and posted comments and will gladly enter your giveaway. Thankyouverymuch.

Now feel free to comment, you less than 25 people who read this blog.