It's crazy to me when someone I haven't seen in a while starts talking to me about what's been going on in my life, as if they're explaining it to me. And just when it starts to get really annoying, I remember...
Oh, I put that in my status update, didn't I?
"Oh, so you've already seen pictures of my niece."
"Right. I did do flights of bourbon in Louisville with my friends Emily, Kory and Sarah."
"Sorry. I did take the Lord's name in vain last week."
IN some ways it's good to have a status update repeat your status back to you in the form of a friend who reminds you of how busy you are and how much writing you've been doing lately. I've never noticed that I'm an incredibly prolific, wide-ranging, nimble writer before. Seriously. I'm usually really busy freaking out about deadlines and feeling like a loser to realize how productive I'm being. So thank you, status update for that.
And I notice people congratulating me on how productive I am. That's a boost. It makes my life seem more interesting than I find it. And it gives me the opportunity to be witty a lot.
My status update helps me remember how many people in my life are fans of either RuPaul's Drag Race or The Real Housewives of New York City or Glee. Then it reminds me of how many gay people I know.
Lots.
Actually, it doesn't seem like I have a problem with my status update.
Except maybe that it means I don't hear my friends' voices as much as I used to.
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