My Online Thought...
Jan. 21st, 2007 11:11 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
susandennisMy Name is Earl is a silly show featuring the hairstyle of the week on Earl's ex-wife, Joy. But, last week they focused a light on my world. No spoilers for those TiVoers who haven't seen it yet.
I live a solitary life. By choice and on purpose. My social life is online and it's perfect for me. It's fun, it's interesting. I don't have to shower or change clothes or put out snacks.
And my online friends - mostly on LJ - give me the most interesting things to chew on, advice, feedback and just plain support.
I find myself thinking about entries and comments for days afterward. Case in point: The other day I posted an entry about the stupid marketing people who left stuff until the last minute.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jimcarson quickly and neatly pointed out the other side of the coin and I've been thinking about that ever since. I love the example that he gave but, more importantly - to me - I love that he gave it. (Here's the entry, if you missed it and are curious.)
Even the annoying stuff. There are more than a handful of people on my LJ Friends list and on my Google Reader List who add often and half the time, half their content annoys the hell out of me. But, every time I think about deleting them off the list, I remember the other half of their entries which are interesting and informative and fun. And then I realize that the annoying stuff also makes me think about stuff I would not ordinarily.
And I am so surprised at how every much I misspheon, who died in December. I never met him. But, he never let me get away with a thoughtless comment or a skewed opinion. And he appreciated my sense of humor and skills in a way that made me feel so valued. His absence from my readers is one that I feel every day and so strongly that it amazes me.
Were I to attempt an entry spelling out all of the wonderful things that have come my way as a result of my online life, it would be the world's longest entry.
If you are reading this, you are responsible. So, thank you.
My journal is like a fishing expedition. I drop in the line and sometimes I catch stuff - sometimes GREAT stuff - and sometimes fun stuff or the equivalent of old boots and sometimes no stuff. But even when I catch no stuff, I still had a great time out there.
I live a solitary life. By choice and on purpose. My social life is online and it's perfect for me. It's fun, it's interesting. I don't have to shower or change clothes or put out snacks.
And my online friends - mostly on LJ - give me the most interesting things to chew on, advice, feedback and just plain support.
I find myself thinking about entries and comments for days afterward. Case in point: The other day I posted an entry about the stupid marketing people who left stuff until the last minute.
jimcarson quickly and neatly pointed out the other side of the coin and I've been thinking about that ever since. I love the example that he gave but, more importantly - to me - I love that he gave it. (Here's the entry, if you missed it and are curious.)Even the annoying stuff. There are more than a handful of people on my LJ Friends list and on my Google Reader List who add often and half the time, half their content annoys the hell out of me. But, every time I think about deleting them off the list, I remember the other half of their entries which are interesting and informative and fun. And then I realize that the annoying stuff also makes me think about stuff I would not ordinarily.
And I am so surprised at how every much I miss
pheon, who died in December. I never met him. But, he never let me get away with a thoughtless comment or a skewed opinion. And he appreciated my sense of humor and skills in a way that made me feel so valued. His absence from my readers is one that I feel every day and so strongly that it amazes me.Were I to attempt an entry spelling out all of the wonderful things that have come my way as a result of my online life, it would be the world's longest entry.
If you are reading this, you are responsible. So, thank you.
My journal is like a fishing expedition. I drop in the line and sometimes I catch stuff - sometimes GREAT stuff - and sometimes fun stuff or the equivalent of old boots and sometimes no stuff. But even when I catch no stuff, I still had a great time out there.
