Anyone who has this blog in an RSS feed reader has noticed something that hasn’t been seen in probably over a year – regular posts.
I know, right?
I blame Facebook and the ease of quick quips and Likes. Somehow I had it in my head that if I could shoot it off in a sentence, I’d post it to twitter with a cross-post to Facebook. If it was longer, it went to Facebook (and Facebook got wise and let statuses exceed 240 characters), and my Twitter feed was just s-o-l. For the epic meanderings and such, they went here and eventually through the magic of things like permissions and lax privacy controls, posted to Facebook, and almost sometimes to LJ, where I keep a retreat because without ONTD I’d never know who I’m supposed to hate this season.
There is no Google+ listed because I’m not adding to the problem (as I look down ans see someone else has just added me on Google+). With all of the people I don’t know adding me to weird circles, it’s too much of a stalker’s paradise. It’s a place holder until it goes the way of Buzz and Wave.
I go through my old LiveJournal posts (pre-Twitter) and see plenty of one or two sentence posts. There’s no reason why I can’t do that here. I like my little corner of the web. I miss my rants and I miss my stories and I miss being me.
I really miss being me – not necessarily all the time diner me (I was kind of a snarky bitch), but the me that likes telling you stuff and sharing links and having conversations. People I’ve just met may not know the full extent of me, but I think some have an inkling. I am all sorts of wonderful things, but deep down I probably don’t like you. Not necessarily you personally, but I don’t care for people in general and if you’e people, I don’t care for you. It’s really that simple, and because I don’t like people, sometimes the news stories I post here reflect the passion some people have for eliminating themselves from the remote chance that I might run into them. That actually makes me smile and like them a little bit, so there you have it.
I’m an enigma, wrapped in an introvert, enjoying some white bean chili.
I know there are social media gurus that will tell you that cross-posting to a bunch of different places with the same information is seriously wrong and redundant and will tear a hole in the fabric of the universe, but they are smoking crack. All of you will have come from different places – Twitter, Facebook, RSS feeds, Ohio – and the important thing – the pnly part that matters – is you’re *here*, in this one place.
So I’ll leave you with this.