Mission: log on to fazebuk for 48 minutes a day for 48 consecutive days.
Day 6: I've messed with the robot witch-doctor algorithm that tries to present me with info based on what I've clicked. Lord how I have clicked in the last 6 days, probably more than I have ever clicked and liked ever. I don't feel any different but am now seeing tons of ads for counseling services, help with depression, remediation services and puppies. Bail bonds are popular with me right now as are sewage treatment options and the ever present hair treatment solutions.
Day 6: I've messed with the robot witch-doctor algorithm that tries to present me with info based on what I've clicked. Lord how I have clicked in the last 6 days, probably more than I have ever clicked and liked ever. I don't feel any different but am now seeing tons of ads for counseling services, help with depression, remediation services and puppies. Bail bonds are popular with me right now as are sewage treatment options and the ever present hair treatment solutions.
I reject those options (for now) and instead am basking in the last of
the honeymoon glow of re-entering the FB world, I've got a ways to roll
here and can tell that I'll soon be posting to myself by myself but vow
to continue no matter the cost to my mental or emotional state.
Groundrules: I'll be happy to answer any questions or entertain any challenges but the subject matter should be limited to me, I can't speak for anyone else or try to speculate on their story. No questions today because of these ground-rules.
Here's a suggestion:
Take a shower at night with the lights off, set up a strobe light in the bathroom (like you used to get from radio shack) to its slowest setting. Instant hallucinations.
Tip: don't move around too much, maybe sit down.
Extra points: get someone to join you in there.
This pic is so I can hopefully skew the robot overlord metrics and balance out the inane cat and dog posts in my feed. I feel like I'm about to go into battle.
Groundrules: I'll be happy to answer any questions or entertain any challenges but the subject matter should be limited to me, I can't speak for anyone else or try to speculate on their story. No questions today because of these ground-rules.
Here's a suggestion:
Take a shower at night with the lights off, set up a strobe light in the bathroom (like you used to get from radio shack) to its slowest setting. Instant hallucinations.
Tip: don't move around too much, maybe sit down.
Extra points: get someone to join you in there.
This pic is so I can hopefully skew the robot overlord metrics and balance out the inane cat and dog posts in my feed. I feel like I'm about to go into battle.
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