Captain’s Log 6,082
I have had to unfollow some folks on Facebook. Not because I don’t like what they say, but because they post so much stuff every day that my timeline is jammed with all of their photos, shared stories, etc. One person posts 10-15 things AN HOUR when they get rolling. That is way too much Facebook posting. With that much drivel going on my page, I miss a lot of things other people post. So, unfollowing it is. I check their pages every so often to see what’s up, but I really cannot handle it when they just dump stuff. I looked to see if they have likes and comments. And they don’t. That leads me to believe that their other friends have unfollowed them too.
And then there are the people I unfollow for my own personal reasons. There are people who post things that mess with my psyche. I do not want to look at pictures of abused animals. Or hunting. Or gun rights. Post that shit and I will unfollow you. I will not unfriend you, but I will limit how much of you I have to deal with on my personal page.
And then, of course, is the cool feature that blocks your stuff from landing on other people’s pages. If somebody always wants to argue a point with me (like the time I had to authorize the killing of the bird in the museum or other morally difficult choices for me), I will not allow you to see what I write. You can find it on your own, but I won’t make that easy for you. And then there are the people who tell me I am wrong. Over stupid stuff that really doesn’t matter. There is one person in particular who challenges every damn thing I post. Unfriending her would cause World War III, so I simply added her to the list of people who don’t automatically see my stuff. She hasn’t figured it out yet and I doubt if she ever will. She is too self-absorbed to really care about me.
And then, there are the people that I quickly and decisively unfriend. Attack my family and you are GONE. Stalk me or use Facebook for any reason and you are GONE. Condemn me for anything with your righteous attitude and you are GONE. Blocked. I no longer exist. And neither do you.
That being said, I have only unfriended about four people the whole time I have been on Facebook. I blocked them too. What’s the point of unfriending if you still allow them access? There are four people on my blocked content list. And I have unfollowed only 7-8 people. Two of those people are back on my read list because they stopped posting animal abuse pictures. So none of this is really a big deal. I just felt like writing about it.
I checked my calendar and I believe I am working every single day (either at the museum or second job) until I leave for the Netherlands on the 28th of October. Guess who will be WAY ready for a vacation? I have a lay-over in New York on the way to Amsterdam, and my cousin would like to have a few minutes to say hello. I am not sure that will work. I have ABOUT 90 minutes or so between flights, and I have to be at my departure gate for Amsterdam an hour before take off. That would leave me just 30 minutes to leave the boarding concourse, find my cousin, get back in the TSA line, and go back up to find my gate. I have serious doubts that this will work. Since I have never been to the JFK International Terminal, I cannot know for sure. I wish I had a four hour layover. I know that would be great. My cousin is going to check and see if this is possible. We will see.
I just know that once I sit down in that seat and the plane takes off from New York, I will be dead tired. Red-eye most of the way. I land in Amsterdam about 11:00 in the morning.
And this is what you do when you want to have adventures. I hear so many people say they could not ever be in a plane so many hours. Well, it’s not the most fun thing in the world, but it gets you to new worlds and new experiences. Well-worth it if you ask me.