One addiction at a time, please...
I've found out that I've only got room in my life for one internet addiction at a time. About a month ago, my wife ambushed me by setting up an account in my name on one of those personal page sites. Let's call it "MyFacePageBook.com". I'd been resistant for a reason, doggone it! It sucked me in (at the unfortunate expense of posting more regularly at EP), and I've been making pseudo-reconnections with all sorts of people from past lives.
Here's the weird part: "Friends" who ignored you in the past are just as likely to ignore you in cyberspace. I've got "Will You Be My Friend?" requests flying at me from people I haven't seen in 15 years, and/or barely talked to when I knew them. After we become online "buddies", I suddenly hear the sound of virtual crickets from the other end of the internet. One gal, one of the beautiful/popular people in college, continues her somewhat shallow social ways virtually by having 245 "friends" and posting Glamour Shots images of herself, her parents' billion dollar home, her singing in a rock-concert-like setting... (Blah, blah, WRETCH!) Do I worry that she'll read this? Not in the slightest. Not with her 245 friends that she'll probably be keeping up with...
Sheesh.
Anyway, I'm back. Back with the real deal. I'll post again soon about what's happening in REAL LIFE.
"See" y'all soon.