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facebook loner

Friends and fans, I have a confession to make. I am guilty of a little hypocrisy.

Several months back I espoused the benefits of social networking sites - notably Facebook, the current fad of the moment for middle class myspace escapees, their lives filled with poking, pirate recruiting and inane likeness comparisons - trust me, you don't want to know how similar we are, it might be too depressing for you. At any rate I send forth a plea - get out of your circles, embrace social networks, meet new people.

The thing is... I'm not really into Facebook.  I don't proactively look for people, all my 'friends' have been reactive invites.  I don't proactively post on walls either, mainly because having an elongated conversation frustrates me - the stop/start nature of a wall posting makes me lose flow, and I always have to read previous posts to even get a bearing on what the hell people are talking about.  The applications are frivolous and pointless - the only app I've truly embraced is iLike, and I find it unlikely anyone actually listens to any songs on mine, for obvious reasons.  So, I have done NOTHING remotely close to what I preached.

I thought about it.  A person like me should eat this up right? It's actually an excellent site as far as social networking sites go - it's not as openly exhibitionist as Myspace, nowhere near as annoying (when I go to a profile I'm not bombarded with garish wallpapers and obnoxious streaming emo-rock), and the app system when utilised effectively is what makes Facebook so popular at the moment. 

However! I'm still the Facebook loner - sitting at the back of the class, staring dreamily out the window, animated when spoken to but ultimately content to let the world drift past.

No idea why I'm so disinterested.  Maybe I have yet to be engaged in something on Facebook - conversation, person or other - that truly interests me.  Or, as Jess would probably suggest, it's because Facebook is super popular now, and the budding hipster in me yearns for something less mainstream. Who knows?

Final news - My alcohol ban is over! Woo to abusing my liver! and alcohol fueled awkwardness! Based on a very basic interpretation of Nietszhe, this makes me a Superman. Take that Aryan master race!

posted by jaseypoo! @ 8:24 PM