I've been to the end of the internet and back.
I made had an epiphany recently.
If you cannot be found on the internet you do not exist.
Okay, that's harsh but, if you aren't on facebook, linked in, etcetera:
a) you're a shut in
b) you're on the run from the law
or
c) you've faked named me**Think Regina Phalange from Friends
Although I believe the above statements to be true, I hope my life cannot be whittled down to my existance on the internet.
Yes, true, I can be found on facebook and linked in. But in a straight up google search, my life is pretty damn depressing.
I google: my full name + my hometown:
"Senior goalkeeper Popprincess continued her fine season for the insert [my awesome HS name here] girls ... performance yesterday against visiting Patriot League...". My life boils down to a measly soccer game from 2003 that I barely remember.
Beyond that it's 5k Turkey Trot that I ran...in 2000
“If I don’t exercise at least a few times a week, I think I would go into a state of depression”
That's false...and LAME.
"graduated cum laude with a bachelor of arts degree in journalism..."
Sorry Fox, I graduated cum friends.
How about Fox + our college...
student drummers? YIKES.
So I dare you, google yourself. As much as I love the interweb, social networking, blogging, tweeting, facebook status messaging updating....
I hope to goodness gracious that my existance is not belittled to what my google search results point to.
So happy googling kids, god speed.
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