Remember when...

Do you remember a time before Facebook and Blogs when you just went blissfully about your life? Sure once in a while you expected that other people were skinnier, had better jobs, smarter kids, a more fascinating love life...But you could always comfort yourself with the knowledge that it was all in your head.

Then came social networking, and now you can find out in a couple of clicks how much your life really sucks. You log on to your Facebook page a couple times a day to see people's updates like :JUST MADE A CAKE FOR THE SUPREME COURT or LITTLE JOEY JUST GOT ACCEPTED TO YALE AT AGE 9... Sort of makes all that dog shit you shoveled out of your back yard this morning seem a little less glamorous. Then there is always the I AM THE HAPPIEST OF ALL HAPPY HUMAN BEINGS, I LOVE MY LIFE-EVERYDAY MY HUSBAND WAKES ME UP BY PERFORMING ORAL SEX ON ME WHILE I CHOW ON ICE CREAM, AND HE MAKES SIX FIGURES! 

What those people are really saying to all of us: SUCK IT BITCHES.

Why does perfection irritate me so? Am I jealous of the perfect? Maybe. Is it overly cynical to think that people who are perfect are perfect liars?

Ahh, so deep and philosophical way too intense for a Friday. 

Clearly I need some ice cream. 

SQ