Pinterest May Be Evil... and Some Book Pictures

This originally started off as a post that was going to show a few cool book-related pictures (and, we'll get there), but then started morphing into a Pinterest rant. So, instead of a full-blown rant, I'll give you the Cliff's Notes (my pictures are stored on Pinterest, hence the connection). If you have no clue what I'm talking about, scroll way down.

First thing's first- I'm on Pinterest and love it. Let me just get that out there so no one tries to say I'm a liar or anything fun like that.

I am, though, starting to wonder what Pinterest can do to people, if they let it, myself included. All day long we're bombarded with materialism, a need to compete, and other things that overload our senses. This is quintessential Pinterest- it has everything, all the time. Within seconds you can pin a dress, decide on a new living room paint color, a new recipe for dinner, a better way to do your hair, and how you want your dream bathroom to look. I'm definitely a proponent of the recipes, but I have to admit the rest of it sometimes makes me feel really inadequate. I don't have money to buy a new wardrobe (although I do have two boards devoted to clothes), the resources for a million adventures (hey there, bucket list board), or the time to repaint my bathroom room every time I find a better picture (but you can find them amongst my domesticity pins). Does Pinterest make us greedy?

And the fact that it's so public can be a little creepy. I'm fine with strangers having so much insight into my life; it's the people I know having that knowledge that makes me uncomfortable. I know, I know, you put the parts of yourself out there that you are okay with everyone seeing. I know and do.

I'm not quitting anytime soon, but it's important to remember the "evil" sides of things. I know that alcohol wreaks havoc on the liver, but I had two margaritas last night and will go through a bottle of wine this week. I know that worrying make you sick, but still, I spend way too much time obsessing about things I can't change.

It's about moderation.

Maybe it's just me.

And let's end with some of those book pictures, shall we:

1. Monster's of the Household Variety- Completely embroidered and disgustingly pricey. But so very, very awesome.
2. Book judging sign- true. Deal with it.
3 and 4. Great spaces (top and bottom).
5. Librarian undies.

Book on Your Back- Awesome, Man (and Pinterest)

I love this shirt, probably because I use the word "awesome" too much.

I'm not really sure about the source; I saw it on this stupidly ridiculous site called Pinterest and then it redirected me to a church site. And then I got scared. Here's the pinning and here's my Pinterest, just to show you the fruits of my trolling.

While I'm talking about Pinterest I just have to say that there are some definite good things and bad things about it, from the few weeks I've been on.

Good:
- I'm loving it as a way to store recipes for food, desserts, and drinks
- Great way to remember things you don't want to clutter up your "favorites" with (dresses! clocks! t-shirts!)
- The ap on my phone keeps me entertained on the 1/4 mile walk from my classroom to car everyday. For some reason that walk seems longer than running 5 miles.

Bad:
- They're growing way too fast and simply don't have the technological support to keep up. The results equal glitches and error screens.
- It's free. This is bad because it's actually valuated to be worth quite a bit; eventually they're going to start charging or are going to eff up our boards with ads.
- It's just another form of social networking that you have to watch yourself on. On my bucket list I stuck up a picture of a boudoir shot because it would be nice to be so hot you'd want people to take your picture. For those that don't know me, I'm now this anonymous slutty person that has secret aspirations of becoming a porn star (porn star name, in case you want to know, would be "Raven Countryside." Kinda of nice). It also allows people you do know to get you better- good and bad. Anyway, you get the gist.

Happy the Weekend is Over Eve. Expletive, expletive, expletive.