I have been a frequenter of www.fmylife.com for the past two years. Many of you also have fmylife.com bookmarked, and enjoy its daily admissions of failures and dominations of epic proportions. However, in the past couple of weeks, “FML,” as it is called, has failed to deliver worthy entertainment. Visits are no more than minimal chuckles here and there. Why? “FML” has been reduced to merely a site for uptight individuals who can’t take a joke and failed attempts at love—it has been reduced to nothing more than a compendium of stupid Facebook relationship status updates. “FML”, you are messing up.

“Today, my parents went out of town for the day so my friend and I decided to get high. In our intoxicated haze, a phone call from my parents informed us that they were headed home. So, we hurried and tried to spray down the house with what we thought was Lysol and Febreeze. Again, we were high. My parents came home asked why there was bug spray and shaving cream everywhere. FML.” These were the glory day blogs of “FML.” What happened to those? Today we find carbon copies of the same story over and over again. Girl/boy tries to get girl and/or boy. Said girl/boy gets rejected or manages to fail somehow (not in a funny or sad way—simply out of stupidity). Or some individual who can’t take a joke complains and claims their story merits a place on “FML.” Here’s an example that epitomizes 70% of the posts in the past two weeks. “Today, I took my 5 year-old son to the barber shop. When the man finishes with him, I tell the guy, ‘while we’re here, I might as well get a trim too.’ My son then exclaims very loudly in front of a very full barber’s shop, ‘Dad! You don’t need a haircut, you need hair!’ FML.”

Some consider laughing at the posts at “FML” heartless and cruel, but is it not simply a coping mechanism? Finding comfort in seeing someone worse off than you? It kind of gives you hope to go on. Ironic—yes. Inhumane—maybe. But think. All the original posters know that others are going to read their submissions. If the posts don’t bring a smile to our faces or if we can’t find any enjoyment out of said posts then their misfortunes are simply misfortunes. Nothing good would have come from it, and we would be a more depressed population than before the stream of laughter “FML” used to generate has been tightened to a mere trickle of snickers. We are simply suffering misfortunes and wasting our time reading worthless posts.

Thus, I present a solution to the problem. “MLIA”—www.mylifeisaverage.com. “Today, my little brother came home with a story that he wrote in pre-school. The story was about him and my dad fishing so he titled it ‘My Dad the Hooker.’ MLIA” if you haven’t already checked it out, I highly recommend this site in lieu of its fallen inspiration.