Kayleigh is...

As of late, I've noticed that I think in facebook statuses.  I no longer refer to myself as I, but instead as "kayleigh," at least in my mind.  Not only do I think in 3rd person now, I also think of the day's events as a series of facebook statuses.  I'll be sitting in the car, and suddenly I'll say, "Kayleigh is...not enjoying the bad truck drivers who are going 80 mph."  or "Kayleigh is...not looking forward to studying for three days."  This is not only strange, but slightly amusing.  

Here's today's status snapshot, more or less:

Kayleigh...

7:43 AM- wishes she could fall asleep again

8:00 AM- is amazed at how dark the morning is here

8:30 AM- is wasting time on the internet

9:00 AM- is watching mildly disturbing videos on youtube

9:20 AM- is wondering if it is Buddhist to buy books about Buddhism.  Or should I save my money and just meditate instead?  These suckers are expensive.

10:30 AM- is at yoga, and forgot how bad she is at twists.

Noon- is driving home in torrential rain and bad drivers.  Did you know that you must have your car headlights on while using windshield wipers?  It's the law here.

12:30 PM- is squeezing the last bit of food out of her refrigerator.  She's down to condiments, old jellies and tomato sauces, and tahini.  

1:00 PM- is wasting time reading about which Buddhist books she should read.  What could I be doing instead?

1:30 PM- is amazed at the formatting and grammatical crises of the Ph.D. applicatations in musicology and theory.

2:45 PM- is going to the library to hunt for Buddhist books.  Apparently, the Buddhist book path is expensive.

3:45 PM- feels like the whole day is gone.  

3:48 PM- has a fleeting doubt about being mature and adult-like.

4:00 PM- listens to Terry Riley's 'in c' in hopes that she will absorb all knowledge about 20th century music history.  She is avoiding doing any readings from Taruskin.

4:44 PM- wonders how anyone can be productive during this time of year.

5:00 PM- starts reading new book from library, despite the fact that she has 2 books that are halfway finished and are due at the library tomorrow.  

5:45 PM- is amazed that her shoulders really are THIS tight.

6:20 PM- ate cold leftover soup straight from the pot.  No sense in wasting good dishes.

6:30 PM- is amazed that even with 10 different pieces of black clothing, she never wants to wear any of them.

7:00 PM- is ushering, and is amazed at the social awkwardness of younger people.

7:45 PM- has a paper cut from handing out programs.  Lame.

8:20 PM- thinks that all choral music is about Jesus.  

9:00 PM- thinks that choral music is either about Jesus or falling in love, or falling in love with Jesus.

9:45 PM- is excited to be free from standing in her high heeled cowboy boots.

10:00 PM- is writing a blog that (probably) no one will read, but enjoys it anyway.  She knows that she has to go to a party later, but would rather snuggle in bed and listen to depressing music.  She'll get killed if she doesn't go.  (Monday?  Party night?  Hell no.)*

*This is only a fraction of the nutty things that go through my (ADD) mind.

Facebook statuses are like spying on people even more than facebook already allows.  It's like a commitment-phobic twitter: you're not expected to update hourly/every 10 minutes, although some people choose to do so. (And then you can tell that they've been sitting on their asses on the computer all evening.)What is perhaps the most frustrating is when people do the religious/political thing- I know that "God is great, and so are you" but maybe I don't want to hear about it every day.  Or maybe I don't want to see that you support (or hate) gay marriage.  Can't we keep somethings on the D.L.?  It just makes things soooo awkward, since surely, all 700 of your friends can't possibly all agree with you, and you're just making everyone uncomfortable.

 It's so funny- ten or fifteen years ago, you wouldn't have been able to know nearly as much information about people as you do now.  If you see someone at school that you've never met, you a) check them out on facebook and judge them, especially their pictures.  b) debate whether or not to friend them.  c) spy on their wall.   Then, when you see them again, you'll think "oh my god- their pictures were so_____ "(fill in the blank).  He/she/it is so______ (gorgeous, strange, etc.)"  So when you meet people that you think you haven't met, it turns out that they know all this stuff about you- your favorite movies, where you went last summer, who your friends once were, what you do in your spare time, and if you have incriminating photos.  It is SO rare to meet people and not be worried about what they know or don't know, or whether you've seen them in compromising positions photographically.  At the same point, it's deliciously fun to spy on people.  So what does that make me?  A hypocrite.  But I don't judge---too much.  (Unless you're hogging my mini-feed.  Then it's war.)

Currently listening to: Mates of State- Bring it Back.  Arvo Part- sad depressing choral works.