Have you all noticed how amazing internet/blogging friendships are?
They're pretty much an interaction of pure personality. Or at least brain-ness. And yeah, we're pretty censored on our blogs. If this reflected how I actually thought, it'd be a weirdass mixture of how much I need to buy hummus, how fattening Chipotle REALLY is, whether Xena was looking at Gabrielle that way in season one, can I get to the library today, which aria would be best to work on next, does the--hahaha tumblr you are so funny, should I try to relearn the Russian accusative case, and IF I could travel anywhere in time for ten minutes, where would I go.
(fyi I'd sit on the banks of the Chicago River at the Washington/Wacker intersection in 1802)
But nevertheless, I believe our basic personalities show through on the internet. Unless we're very cunning sociopaths with NOTHING else to do.
Book blogging friends are the first internet friends I have made as a fully-fledged adult. The earliest internet friends I made were through Yahoo Groups (REMEMBER THOSE?) and then Livejournal. I've flown out to stay with these people, called them at 2 in the morning when I was SURE there was a serial killer in my dorm room closet (sorry, Steph), and sat through a four hour Wagnerian opera with them. In short, internet friends are real friends.
And look at you all! You are delightful. And I am so happy to know you. If I DON'T know you -- dudes, I have an email address. It's on my profile page or something. Commenting on people's blogs is a way to become friends, but the BEHIND THE SCENES BONDING happens on twitter, gchat and through email.
I leave you all with this. And also with hugs.
They're pretty much an interaction of pure personality. Or at least brain-ness. And yeah, we're pretty censored on our blogs. If this reflected how I actually thought, it'd be a weirdass mixture of how much I need to buy hummus, how fattening Chipotle REALLY is, whether Xena was looking at Gabrielle that way in season one, can I get to the library today, which aria would be best to work on next, does the--hahaha tumblr you are so funny, should I try to relearn the Russian accusative case, and IF I could travel anywhere in time for ten minutes, where would I go.
(fyi I'd sit on the banks of the Chicago River at the Washington/Wacker intersection in 1802)
But nevertheless, I believe our basic personalities show through on the internet. Unless we're very cunning sociopaths with NOTHING else to do.
Book blogging friends are the first internet friends I have made as a fully-fledged adult. The earliest internet friends I made were through Yahoo Groups (REMEMBER THOSE?) and then Livejournal. I've flown out to stay with these people, called them at 2 in the morning when I was SURE there was a serial killer in my dorm room closet (sorry, Steph), and sat through a four hour Wagnerian opera with them. In short, internet friends are real friends.
And look at you all! You are delightful. And I am so happy to know you. If I DON'T know you -- dudes, I have an email address. It's on my profile page or something. Commenting on people's blogs is a way to become friends, but the BEHIND THE SCENES BONDING happens on twitter, gchat and through email.
I leave you all with this. And also with hugs.
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