I'm a little slow today. I just switched to Sanka. So...have a heart?

Thursday, March 13, 2008

Piss off.

Those of you who read this blog (most of you) -- we're from the Internet generation. We grew up plugged in and connected. Hell, even those of you who aren't from my constantly-plugged in generation, maneuver the internet and other technology as intuitively, at least as well as people from my generation, sometimes better.

And I don't know about you but... I'm over it.

I never go on IM anymore, because I don't feel like typing conversations. I haven't checked my voicemail (anywhere) since 2007 (seriously) and I've gone almost a week without checking my personal e-mail.

I get my mail once a month.

It's... It's too much.

I don't want to be constantly reachable or contactable. I don't want to have to address problems or be expected to type on IM all the time.

I feel bombarded from all fronts.

It's like... I've worked 11 hours today. I don't want to type, I don't want to reply to e-mails. I just want to be left. alone. And I'll call you if I want to talk to someone.

(Of course, I'm cognizant that other people want to talk to me sometimes, and so, usually, I answer my phone. The only times I don't answer my phone is when I'm talking on it (I think call waiting is rude.) or when I'm with someone (talking on the phone when you're with company is rude.) because I know when I call people, I'm calling them (98% of the time) because I want them to answer -- because I want to talk to them.)

It's like... do you think that we'll burn out and say, "Fuck, it. I don't have to check my voicemail." Or am I just a lone luddite, who's stariting to say, "Nah." to all the electronic duties and obligations life has created?

It's weird -- it's weird that I feel guilty for not listening to you tell me you called (If it was important, you'd text -- isn't it funny how it used to be, "If it's SUPER important, they'll call on the cell," and now it's like, "If it's SUPER important, they'll text.) or not checking to see that you sent me online sales coupons...

It's weird. Go away. I love you.