Expiration dates on compliments

For some reason, one of my FB friends has found the very first pic of me on the site, and liked it. The picture is closing in on being 8 years old.

1. Damn I'm old.

2. What kind of creepy ass stalker type thing is that to do, it's not even an old profile picture or anything?!

3. Thank you for the compliment on my former self. I look super different nowadays. So your compliment kind of expired.

And now others are liking and commenting on it, cause his like and comment brought it up in my feed. So a bunch of people are saying "You looked great!".

... Thank you. Interesting how next to none of you pressed like on the new profile picture I posted yesterday.

I don't really care that they didn't, I care that people find it more relevant to celebrate my former self, rather than my current. All things considered, my current self is so much more celebratable.

It's a pet peeve. But dammit. It's not like I volunteered the thing for Throwback Thursday.

Rant over.

In good news, I'm wrapped in a blanket on my balcony, and I heard from M, and in a few weeks all will be well. I'm not hogging the humble amount of data he got on his new phone number, just to talk about nothing. Except we both needed an insanity fix the other night, and had a glorious argument as teachers of a magical private school we're making up. We both missed that. We need to do that more.

However! Trip went well, there is indeed potatoes, they hide the alcohol which is crazy expensive, and there's no sight of polar bears just yet. All is well, and he misses me already. I miss him too. I'm craving playing Esben and Caroline more with him, so I hope it'll be more 1 week than 2 till the interwebs comes through. Our adorable little crazies.

Bye Peepers. I want to watch more Criminal Minds out here, before it gets too cold. And I should probs eat something. Chili with rice, I think. Omnomnom.