AT least I can say I kept my cynicism intact
Well, the olde job I was going to get isn't happening, at least not right now. THe company has a "hiring freeze" going on right now, preventing me from starting work, so I suppose it's back to a life of carefree abandon. I tried to keep my head in check and let everyone know that I wasn't quite hired yet and all of that, but I know that I did figure things were going to happen so I spent a little more money than was prudent, but that's ok. It really just means I'll have to step up filling out my tax forms and hope that they are processed with a quickness. Some other company called me a couple days ago about working for them, but now everything I hear about pales in comparison to the job I thought I had. It's a shame I curtailed work on my Flash Resume, but I have been learning more Flash which can only be good.
It's lonely in the vacuum of space
Blogging is a very one-sided activity. In a way I think that's how it's meant to be, because it encourages me to keep people posted with my goings-ons, and all of that business. Still, I've considered a guest-book, although in all honesty, I never look at the guestbooks of my friends. This is probably because I read my friends websites to see what they have to say, not their friends. Sure, I've signed one or two in my day, but they're such a hassle. You have to try to squeeze some wittiness into one or two statements and usually a few people add nonsense and their own personal inside jokes and hold conversations on the guestbook and it turns into a massively unreadable and a gr eat argument for directed censorship. The internet is a haven for wimpy vandal activity. It's a place where people without the guts to hassle people in the real world thrive.
But......
It's also a place where people can say and do things that they wouldn't say or do in real life, and in that it encourages creativity unchecked by bullies and peer criticism. So, people like me can write diatribes and pseudo-poetry, the same as we always have, but with a feeling of accomplishment. Afterall, what I'm writing now is published worldwide. I guess I'm saying that I feel an affinity with the emo-kids publishing online diaries, and I think that the internet merely creates a forum in which this kind of drivel can procreate exponentially. Keeping a diary is one thing, but sharing it with the world is another. Diaries are meant to be personal and not directed at an audience. Writing for an audience taints the purity of the writing and hinders personal growth because your introspection is filtered into a socially exceptable/witty/charming/brash/brazen/avantgarde/cool output. So, for personal growth, keep a personal diary and for social-growth hold an actual face-to-face conversation. IF you're looking to exhibit what you write, focus it on a topic and form an essay or speech or something with a point. I guess the point is I'm not writing stories here, I'm just shooting feces. It's like a newspaper opinions column, only it's written by a friend or a friend of a friend, and there's no editor around to keep it from going on and on and on....
Rewards
So, after starting to talk about how I sortof want feedback about what I write, and then talking about how people who go online to harass people are weak, I eventually got to thinking that what I'm doing is just another way I do something without actually doing anything. Hooray!