Hello again lovelies. It’s been too long, hasn’t it? I know I terminated my old blog on my msn space (which is still available to view but I’m not adding to it), and actually I started a new, anonymous one, here on wordpress – fabulous – but actually it didn’t work out very well and I’ve deleted it and decided to start a new one. This one.
I think what I’ve realised my blog was best at, is two things. Firstly and foremostly (and I know I’ve said this before but it deserves reiteration) you cannot underestimate the theraputic benefits of writing down your thoughts and having a little rant. Simple as that. But secondly, and perhaps this won’t come off well, but it also facilitates the sort of mild stalking that one can do on facebook. I know you can only view your friends, but I have something like 500 of these friends, and for some, we’re really stretching the term ‘friend’. I think accepting someone on facebook whom you hardly know means really what you’re saying is, I don’t mind if you mildly stalk me.
In theory, I’d add everyone who was interested in mildly stalking me. Well it’s quite flattering really isn’t it? But you can’t do that, because it’s my friends and family on there too – and actually I don’t want some stranger stalking them, mildly or not.
This mild stalking sounds really malevolent, doesn’t it, but it’s not – there’s hardly any chance of rape or murder (shame) (joke), in this context what I mean by mild stalking is seeing what your ‘friends’ are up to without actually getting in touch with them. You can see who has a new car, a new boyfriend, a new dress. And pass secret judgement from the comfort of your own bed. It’s basically fucking amazing.
All of this sounds like we can’t be arsed to actually go out and have friends anymore, but actually that’s not true. Facebook is a fairly accurate measure of how much you’re friends with someone. It’s all about how many photos you’re tagged in together. Close friends have the majority of tags, distant friends/old friends have a medium amount of tags, and outer circle friends (friends of friends etc) have only a few. Those who have none either hardly know you, or don’t spend much time with you socially.
Anyway, my main point is, this tool is excellent at keeping abreast of all different degrees of friends with little effort. A blog, especially one like mine tend to be, are pretty much just extensions of that. So you might realise what I was up to at the weekend from seeing the pictures and brief status updates – but do you know why I was there, or how I felt about it? Do you know what actual shit went down? Enter the blog.
So it’s not 100% that, but you get a basic idea. The best part is, I can say what I want, when I want, however I want. And if you don’t like it, don’t fucking read it 
So: right now I should be doing work on my final year project. Dissertation/Creative Writing Portfolio. But I ain’t. I’m going to TB’s to watch the last 3 weeks of Lost.
And sorry for the blog title, but in reality it’s probably quite accurate. Most of what I write is complete and total self-indulgent bollocks. Soz.
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