Poor you.

So, I am almost ready to get rid of my Facebook account- blogging is fun! What good is it to ramble mindlessly for 180 characters, when you could be rambling for pages and pages on end. The beauty is that well-meaning friends and family are now forced to endure the entirety of my rants, and not just the TV Guide version. I can force them to pay attention to me for exponentially more time this way, which of course compensates for (or exacerbates... I'm not sure which) my desperate need for attention, stemming from the fact that I was a middle child.

Thank goodness for the internet.

"Are you still looking at me?"