That was some short-lived fun!
It's always been hard to reconcile my pre-NY/post-Idaho self, in terms of who my friends are and the degrees of transparency I offer—ie, who gets to know certain types of information. I seem to have maintained that the two camps have this geographic bent. With Facebook, via individual friend requests and that creepy "Suggestions" function, the boundary slowly started to blur. Then yesterday a friend request came through that pretty much sought to dismantle my whole show. We're talking marching band, AP Calculus, Mormons—it definitely would have been a fast beginning to the end. The hilarious thing is that no one's really getting snubbed because I doubt anyone cares that much. And yeah, for the sake of my head, it would have been easier, and more anticlimactic, to just let it happen. But for some ongoing reason, that seemed difficult. Also, it's one less tab to have open all day long.
To my former friends from high school who were all very loving and generous and compassionate and great, and who I severed ties with anyway: I'm sorry. I quickly gleaned from your Facebook thumbnail photos that you're well (you look it, at least!), that many of you have children and/or spouses, that many of you have remained friends with each other, and that your intentions were pure (I'm always surprised at how genuinely you present yourselves). I do wish you the best, and maybe if I ever run into you we can get coffee or something. But I don't think the internet is the right place for us, at least not right now. It's not about you; it's about me.
(However, I can still be found on this Blogspot, as well my Tumblr, a rarely accessed MySpace account, AIM, GChat, any of three personal email accounts, and my work email account. Twitter probably forthcoming.)
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