Zach Hates You

I finally joined Facebook.  After many people asking me to make a page I did.  I did have some issues setting it up though.  Issues like USING MY REAL FUCKING NAME.  There’s only 2 places I have my real name: 1. my “official” email for work and 2. my bank.  I hate having my real name on the internets.  Sure, being stalked sounds like a great idea.  Maybe I’ll put my home address as well.  Hell, I had my AIM screen name on Myspace at one point. No good came of that.  Some fat chick kept sending me messages.  A FAT CHICK (by the way, I’m not to keen on fatties either.) !

Now, I’m not scared of stalkers.  Maybe because it’s the fact I have a penis and no one wants to stalk me unless they want my babies (it’s happened).  I just don’t want anyone snooping in on me.  Guess what assclowns?  Employers check those sites.  Shit, I know I looked when I looked for roomies on craigslist.  That was fun!  I wish I saved some of those emails.  There’s some serious fucked up people on the internets if you haven’t noticed.

Back to the point: Fuck you Facebook and wanting my real name.  And fuck your filters too.  Not allowing to have my name the same as my website.  What’s wrong with the word “hate” anyway?  Maybe hate gets a bad rap.  Maybe with this website I can make hating a positive thing.  Oh…no I don’t want to do that.  I just want to set things (people are things) on fire.

I don’t want to make a profile.  Let’s see what about me?  I donno, I’m fucking awesome.  My mommy said so one time.  Her words not mine.

So my name on Facebook is “Zach Highly Dislikes You”  Splendid!  That is totally the same as “hate.”  Thanks Facebook you god damn social networking whore.