Why it sucks, being only one person
Integration of my online/offline realities is challenging for me. I am used to a strict segregation between the two that offers me complete freedom to comment/opine/wax psychoanalytic about my life and the lives of those around me. But the more people I know offline who also know me online, the narrower my ability to dissect my real life becomes. That’s because A) there’s rather less I want to share about my thought-process with people I know online + offline, and B) because I’m ascairt of getting caught snarking on people I don’t know very well.
For instance, I would love to give you an amusing and true-to-life account of last night’s MyTodd™ NYE party activities, but I can’t. Rest assured it was full of interpersonal drama of a most hilarious nature, but on the off chance the people I am talking about might come here and catch me being amused at their expense, I don’t quite dare. Well, except for a couple of people I don’t care about at all, and whom I suspect are too stupid to use a computer. Them I might rag on later.
Yeah, I am talking to you, male-model guy who’s going to inherit $1.4 million when his dad dies. I am most certainly talking to you. Making a girl with a gimp foot get up and hobble hastily away from you not once but TWICE— just to escape your monotonous masturbatory monologuing—is worthy of a full-on contemptuous write-up.
Anyway, I am not sure I like being only one person. It seems overly restrictive. And not in a fun way.
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Between the CCTV cams, the recording of every email every person in the UK sends, the inability to register a mobile phone without giving your name to the government so they can wiretap you, the bailiffs now being able to break into your house and restrain you while they take your shit – what the heck is going on over there?