It wasn't too long in my distant past that I looked like this:
And now this is me.
Thirty-three year old me should have my shit together and I'm sort of working on that. I'm doing adult things. Like cooking meals at home. Drinking good whiskey. Taking a Yoga class. Drinking tea.
Being an adult is fun.
And even though I'm doing pretty good at adulting, I'm still at a loss for some things.
Like I think I'm too immature for LinkedIn. I hate networking. I hate schmoozing.
After what feels like 10,304 requests to join LinkedIn, I finally got on there and tried to figure it out. But it just seems like an online resume. And if I'm not looking for a job, why am I talking about work on the interwebs?
Aside from the issues of figuring out how to use the website, I've also somehow managed to send an email to every single person I know requesting they add me as a connection. And it tells other people if you've viewed their account.
This is alarming. I like to snoop on the Internets. I don't need people knowing I've been up in their business like a low-rent Nancy Drew.
And. How am I supposed to post pictures of the dogs and my weird faces on such a serious website?
If I could figure out how to delete my account (seriously) I would do it (no seriously, someone tell me how to delete it because I looked and I'm dumb).
**update! I figured that shit out. Thank
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