Trimming
I check livejournal something likes twice a day on normal days. I don't tend to post because it feels like shouting down a well rather than just talking to a friend. Not that it's better to post of facebook, I come over here because facebook is just stupid sometimes when it comes to connecting content and hiding things and flat out not designed for longer format posts. So I have control over my content and its appearance here...somewhat...but the trade off is no one reads it. And I may talk to myself throughout the day but I'm not big on doing all the work of writing a post that no one will read.
All that said, I have to write things somewhere, lest I should explode and just leave it all hanging out where anyone and everyone can see. I've done that before, "letting the chips fall where they may." I don't know how other people fared but I did poorly.
These days I don't have an excuse for not being an adult about things and employing some discretion. In particular, any time the subject regards a professional aspect of my life I have to watch it. What with worlds colliding on this Inter-space people are finding out all of the time they have to be careful. Their parents, their bosses, their exes, their completely tactless friends could be watching.
Facebook pisses me off on a regular enough basis that I tell myself I ought to trim it back. I am loathe to drop it all together because of how many people I know are on there and how much the group grows on a regular basis. It's just... it's a Walmart of ideas and interaction and I'm very much a specialty-store kind of user. I like to know what a site is for and use it only for that. They call it one-stop socializing (or maybe I call it that) but to me it's a mess of noise and opinions and likes and political snark and the occasional music video share. It's exhausting and there's no way anyone can reasonably be expected to keep up with it all and lead their own full, satisfying life. I would like to do with out facebook. Buttt....
But some friends have insisted on moving the overwhelming portion of their Internet lives there. And there are businesses/artists that I like to keep up with and their primary outlet is there. And with everyone in that central locale I can post the noise my life generates there and know that the signal will get picked up. (At random, I can never say just who will read - great friends have no idea what has been going with me lately but people I haven't seen in months or years will know every detail. (??))
So I keep coming back to livejournal. Because I can't post about this stuff on my pretty, pretty Wordpress blog. I can lock this to friends, I can't do that over there. I can write a locked entry bitching about people I work with and you lot won't tell anyone, right? Largely because you won't read it. }:P
I miss the basic idea of online journaling. Now blogs have to have a theme. And you want a high readership right? So try not to piss off people who can help you, unless that's a step that will aid you as well. Meh. I just want to put out longer form updates about my life that my friends can read, where I can complain when I'm tired and talk up things because I want to and not because I was told to, where I can work out whatever is on my mind instead of going for the cheap snark each and every time because that's the only thing that will get likes.
I just... it's just the worst feeling to feel ignored. Even though I'm well aware that I do it to myself.
All that said, I have to write things somewhere, lest I should explode and just leave it all hanging out where anyone and everyone can see. I've done that before, "letting the chips fall where they may." I don't know how other people fared but I did poorly.
These days I don't have an excuse for not being an adult about things and employing some discretion. In particular, any time the subject regards a professional aspect of my life I have to watch it. What with worlds colliding on this Inter-space people are finding out all of the time they have to be careful. Their parents, their bosses, their exes, their completely tactless friends could be watching.
Facebook pisses me off on a regular enough basis that I tell myself I ought to trim it back. I am loathe to drop it all together because of how many people I know are on there and how much the group grows on a regular basis. It's just... it's a Walmart of ideas and interaction and I'm very much a specialty-store kind of user. I like to know what a site is for and use it only for that. They call it one-stop socializing (or maybe I call it that) but to me it's a mess of noise and opinions and likes and political snark and the occasional music video share. It's exhausting and there's no way anyone can reasonably be expected to keep up with it all and lead their own full, satisfying life. I would like to do with out facebook. Buttt....
But some friends have insisted on moving the overwhelming portion of their Internet lives there. And there are businesses/artists that I like to keep up with and their primary outlet is there. And with everyone in that central locale I can post the noise my life generates there and know that the signal will get picked up. (At random, I can never say just who will read - great friends have no idea what has been going with me lately but people I haven't seen in months or years will know every detail. (??))
So I keep coming back to livejournal. Because I can't post about this stuff on my pretty, pretty Wordpress blog. I can lock this to friends, I can't do that over there. I can write a locked entry bitching about people I work with and you lot won't tell anyone, right? Largely because you won't read it. }:P
I miss the basic idea of online journaling. Now blogs have to have a theme. And you want a high readership right? So try not to piss off people who can help you, unless that's a step that will aid you as well. Meh. I just want to put out longer form updates about my life that my friends can read, where I can complain when I'm tired and talk up things because I want to and not because I was told to, where I can work out whatever is on my mind instead of going for the cheap snark each and every time because that's the only thing that will get likes.
I just... it's just the worst feeling to feel ignored. Even though I'm well aware that I do it to myself.