-1 hour ago: just pooped
-2 hours ago: woke up from a nap
-4 hours ago: going to take a nap
-5 hours ago: sucked on mom's boobie
-7 hours ago: just pooped
It would be awesome. Because we need constant updates of what everyone is doing all the time? I don't even have constant updates of what my wife is doing, why do I need it from anyone else?
And I can't wait until our kid pisses off some other kid somehow and that kids parent goes online to under an assumed name to try and get back at our kid.
Man the internet is full of such greatness. I understand why so many people spend all of their free time on it.
Here is a great article about the evils of social networking, including how sites like facebook really disconnect people more than they connect them. I associate connecting with people as a personal thing, not a sentence that gets sent to everyone you know. It seems like social networking sites work best for people who have trouble facing real people in person. It's easier to hide your real self with a computer. And I know, I was using it for a while. Even Luke Skywalker turned to the darkside for a brief moment, but the fact that I wasn't enjoying any moment of it was the important part. I can't handle communicating with people on a mass scale. And using the computer to comment on one persons opinion is a good way to make everyone misunderstand everything you say. If someone is important to me, I'll find out what going on with them on a personal level. If you don't have time to catch up with me on a personal level, then you aren't my friend. Everyone else I am more than happy to send the occasional email or make a phone call from time to time. If you ever want to know what's going on with me on a personal level, email me or call if you have my number. And no this blog is not me personally. It's just a collection of random ideas that maybe krystal, myself and our child(ren) can read some day in the future. Or other people that are not so lucky as to be my "friend" can read if they are in a similar situation. I get quite a few hits from people who just search for a similar topic and read this. Maybe it helped, maybe it didn't. I don't care.
With Friends Like These, by Tom Hodgkinson
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