tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14865484.post777412525679072120..comments2011-05-10T09:29:29.398-04:00Comments on It's All About Me, Anyway: If you can read this, you haven't seen me in 20 years.Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13789297458874666978noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14865484.post-42873731926101809662011-04-26T10:22:32.100-04:002011-04-26T10:22:32.100-04:00I find it amazing that the status updates I leave ...I find it amazing that the status updates I leave on FB that I think are lame, get tons of comments and likes. Mean while the ones I think are really pithy people just ignore. Sometimes I don't even post one because I think, that's oversharing and people will just be annoyed.<br /><br />I am on, but don't understand twitter.Rebeccahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11950296175420157899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14865484.post-11508987672653214112011-04-25T23:12:37.875-04:002011-04-25T23:12:37.875-04:00Facebook is just bizarre, and exaggerates any inse...Facebook is just bizarre, and exaggerates any insecurities I may or may not have. But, of course, it's become an integral part of my life. I definitely appreciate the personas people create -- hell, as the title of the post notes, I haven't seen most of my fb friends in decades (you included, which is sad and I hope changes one day) -- I think it's a good thing when people edit their lives for public consumption. Not lie about things, exactly -- just edit. Social networking = micro-fame, and none of us really know how to handle it. We should all have micro-publicists.<br /><br />Any your profile/persona is great -- anyone who posts beautiful doggie pictures is A-OK in my (unfairly critical) book. Plus, you're interesting. So there.<br /><br />TOTALLY agree with you about being glad fb didn't exist when we were younger. Oh. Em. Gee. I cannot even begin to imagine the sheer amount of self-important whiny bullshit I would have posted, and the ensuing shitstorm of responses I would have received, and then the psychological fallout from that? Damn.Ninahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13789297458874666978noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14865484.post-73915116201331422782011-04-25T22:45:33.126-04:002011-04-25T22:45:33.126-04:00Also. we are kindred spirits in the world of faceb...Also. we are kindred spirits in the world of facebook. The first 6 months I was on it, my self-esteem took a dive into the super abyss. It seemed in every area (except maybe most photos of one's pet category), I was way behind my peers. And even though I still find that to be true, it doesn't bother me as much now. I think I just became used to it after logging in so many times. One of the website's many side effects besides crippling anxiety and alarming levels of procrastination - emotional desensitization. <br /><br />I guess I cop to being one of the many who create diluted versions of themselves, as pathetic as this version is. Basically I only post when I want to share something that I consider important or interesting. Or on the rare occasion that I am proud of an accomplishment of some sort. Never when I am feeling like shit or bored or dissatisfied with life. I have a bunch of rationalizations for this but I guess the main one would be that that side of me gets enough air time in my head, why give it another venue. <br /><br />I don't think I juice my profile to anywhere near the degree that it could be considered an enhanced version. I don't post pictures of myself that I consider unflattering but that's about it. I always assume everyone would be able to see through that ruse immediately anyway. I mean, I cried in class until middle school and I celebrated my birthday when I was ten by having my teacher over for lunch. There is no redeeming that level of dork, no matter how many years out one gets. <br /><br />People with non-diluted, non-enhanced profiles tend to be the more interesting and likable updaters, I find. And even though I sometimes wonder what a more authentic profile of myself would look like, I am sure of one thing - I am sooo glad that fb didn't exist when I was 24, my prime years of compulsive oversharing and all around idiocy. Yikes, that would have been a real disaster.Katienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14865484.post-83635838312012548082011-04-25T22:02:35.300-04:002011-04-25T22:02:35.300-04:00"I find it helpful to have visual aids...&quo..."I find it helpful to have visual aids..." - my favorite part. Crackerjacks, really. <br /><br />If I were an editor, you would totally have a deal. But alas, I am but a lowly dog walker, with only non-biodegradable poop bags and old tennis balls to offer. And having no connections whatsoever to publishing houses, editors, or for that matter the entire book industry, I must now scheme of ways to get you to keep posting.Katienoreply@blogger.com