Glinda, The Good Glitch of the North
I think I am in a blogging glitch?
Ha. "Glitch" totally makes me think of Reality Bites. Hey, what's your Glitch? My Glitch?!?!?.
What a weird word. Glitchglitchglitchglitch. Maybe it is not even a word. You see? This. This is what I'm blogging about for goodness sake!!
Wikipedia says that "Normally, a glitch occurs once, but can also occur multiple times", "Glitches - a spaceman's word for irritating disturbances." http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Glitch.
Wow. That was INSIGHTFUL. I feel so optimistic *noms gummy bears in Hansel/Hedwig-like manner*. So nee-ways:
Hmm...I sort of feel like maybe things have been happening in my life at such a warp speed that I hardly have had time to process them in my head, let alone in a journal (hard copy, electronic, what have you). I have been in the past such a meticulous journaler that I find myself in strange territory where all the processing I've been doing is locked up in my head. I cant reference it with a link! or a journal page! It's all stored up THERE. And is evermore ephemeral as a result. Though I suppose the things that I am learning and growing, are things that take root deep within me and I need no external compass to remember them.
Also I tire of my man made compasses. I am re-engaging with my instinct and intuition and heart. All three shy away from the man made compasses of the day. All this technology and REAL TIME get yer REAL TIME emotions and news here! biznass. It confuses my inner needle. I have thoughts of going off the grid (technology-wise) HA! It is a passing fancy, a passing glitch, if you will. I really love technology, to a point. I love my netflix queue, and my pandora.com, and my Gawker.com, and lj, and email (with exceptions) and itunes, I even love that I can get the internet on my phone. I have not yet joined the twatting (Twitter) revolution, but to be honest it might be becuase when I tried to set up an account all the good names I thought of were already taken. Fuck, OPRAH IS EVEN ON TWITTER didya know? Yup. Truth.
Some of my hesitance about the techno-over-sharing REAL TIME fuckery (ie: Facebook status updates, twattering, etc) can be ascribed to my general protectiveness of my private life. But some of it is just that generally it messes with my internal compass - the over-in-flow of information floods my senses and I am really just getting back in touch with them in some pretty important ways. Maybe my hesitance to join the twatting revolution will automatically relegate me to dinosaur technology girl, but in a not cool hip way. Not like ANALOG DINOSAUR TECHNOLOGY GIRL WHO IS CUTE AND HIP but like ??? WHUT ARE YOU DOING OUT OF THE LOOP DINOSAUR TECHNOLOGY GIRL??
Whatevs. I like it better here.
EDIT:Ok, ok, ok as SOON as I posted this I found a stumbled acrost a super nerdy smart geek rant about ways that Twitter can work for you. So in an effort to balance out my sociologist's bent on authentic human interaction being lost, blah blah blah - here's a counterpoint: http://lifehacker.com/5207514/six-ways-you-should-be-using-twitter-that-dont-involve-breakfast. That being said, I guess its like any other social interwebbing medium, or life experience, IT IS WHAT YOU MAKE OF IT. That's totally a lesson from my Dad btw :) Tho I am still gun-shy to the twatting even after reading the article. I mean how many electronic leashes do I need?
Ha. "Glitch" totally makes me think of Reality Bites. Hey, what's your Glitch? My Glitch?!?!?.
What a weird word. Glitchglitchglitchglitch. Maybe it is not even a word. You see? This. This is what I'm blogging about for goodness sake!!
Wikipedia says that "Normally, a glitch occurs once, but can also occur multiple times", "Glitches - a spaceman's word for irritating disturbances." http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Glitch.
Wow. That was INSIGHTFUL. I feel so optimistic *noms gummy bears in Hansel/Hedwig-like manner*. So nee-ways:
Hmm...I sort of feel like maybe things have been happening in my life at such a warp speed that I hardly have had time to process them in my head, let alone in a journal (hard copy, electronic, what have you). I have been in the past such a meticulous journaler that I find myself in strange territory where all the processing I've been doing is locked up in my head. I cant reference it with a link! or a journal page! It's all stored up THERE. And is evermore ephemeral as a result. Though I suppose the things that I am learning and growing, are things that take root deep within me and I need no external compass to remember them.
Also I tire of my man made compasses. I am re-engaging with my instinct and intuition and heart. All three shy away from the man made compasses of the day. All this technology and REAL TIME get yer REAL TIME emotions and news here! biznass. It confuses my inner needle. I have thoughts of going off the grid (technology-wise) HA! It is a passing fancy, a passing glitch, if you will. I really love technology, to a point. I love my netflix queue, and my pandora.com, and my Gawker.com, and lj, and email (with exceptions) and itunes, I even love that I can get the internet on my phone. I have not yet joined the twatting (Twitter) revolution, but to be honest it might be becuase when I tried to set up an account all the good names I thought of were already taken. Fuck, OPRAH IS EVEN ON TWITTER didya know? Yup. Truth.
Some of my hesitance about the techno-over-sharing REAL TIME fuckery (ie: Facebook status updates, twattering, etc) can be ascribed to my general protectiveness of my private life. But some of it is just that generally it messes with my internal compass - the over-in-flow of information floods my senses and I am really just getting back in touch with them in some pretty important ways. Maybe my hesitance to join the twatting revolution will automatically relegate me to dinosaur technology girl, but in a not cool hip way. Not like ANALOG DINOSAUR TECHNOLOGY GIRL WHO IS CUTE AND HIP but like ??? WHUT ARE YOU DOING OUT OF THE LOOP DINOSAUR TECHNOLOGY GIRL??
Whatevs. I like it better here.
EDIT:Ok, ok, ok as SOON as I posted this I found a stumbled acrost a super nerdy smart geek rant about ways that Twitter can work for you. So in an effort to balance out my sociologist's bent on authentic human interaction being lost, blah blah blah - here's a counterpoint: http://lifehacker.com/5207514/six-ways-you-should-be-using-twitter-that-dont-involve-breakfast. That being said, I guess its like any other social interwebbing medium, or life experience, IT IS WHAT YOU MAKE OF IT. That's totally a lesson from my Dad btw :) Tho I am still gun-shy to the twatting even after reading the article. I mean how many electronic leashes do I need?