July 16, 2010 § Leave a comment
A few days ago, a friend and I were discussing the merits of social networking sites. Actually, he was just asking whether Twitter was really that effective or not. It came down to just who the hell is interested about whether you had breakfast or not? Or how you nicked your thumb while slicing vegetables for your salad dinner. It made me think of this episode in Criminal Minds where the serial killer “hunted” on sites like Facebook. Because some women love to overshare and tend to post minute-by-minute status updates, this guy was able to track down and stalk in real life the women he eventually killed. As someone who’s a bit of a hermit, the net has been a godsend. I can keep in touch with friends while not having to be physically with them. I update my status regularly and am very pleased when people make comments. It makes me believe I’m an active member of society. But on nights like this when normal people are out living it up in the real world, the self-deceit of all this comes crashing down on me like Coyote’s ever present anvil. Maybe in the few minutes a friend chats with you online you feel a sense of community, you feel that someone’s actually keeping you company. But as the hours stretch and that green available dot turns idle orange, you realize that the world and people are out there leaving you behind and alone.
February 22, 2010 § Leave a comment
February 19, 2010 § Leave a comment
You make me lose what little faith I had left for humanity.
I love you.
February 6, 2010 § Leave a comment
Among others, I have abandonment issues. I hyperventilate and become paranoid when the people I usually talk to are not around. This could get messy so this is an SOS. Where are you, folks?
February 1, 2010 § Leave a comment
This can’t be good. I started this blog because I needed an outlet for all my frustration and anger. And what happens? I get a full weekend and two working days now when I am surprisingly rant free. As one of the people at the Nuclear Reactor told me, I am in a weirdly Zen-like mood these days. Which bothers me. Not because I like being angry but because this means my apathy has gone up another notch. As Randy Pausch once said, don’t sweat it when people breathe down your neck over the slightest thing. Start to worry only when no one calls you out on your mistakes anymore because that means they’ve given up on you.