Book of Faces

With Twitter imploding and these days being the sort of place I never want to spend time, out of necessity … to get contact info from some folks … I have found myself logging into Facebook. Nothing there has improved in any way since I left so long ago. In fact, it is in all ways worse. I didn’t think worse was even possible. I’m going to touch base with the peeps I need to touch base with, get what I need from the Book of Faces, and then I’ll take my leave again. I doubt I’ll be missed.

Now the feelings of loathing and disgust I’ve long had for Facebook also apply to Twitter. I don’t want to be there, I can’t be there, and I won’t be there a minute longer than required to get what I need out of it. Though watching the train wreck has been somewhat interesting, and … what a train wreck it is. I do enjoy watching things I hate explode. I am though a little shocked by how quickly it’s starting to fall to pieces.

I think I’m just finally done with social media. I think I’ve actually been done with social media since I left Facebook, but my friends were on Twitter, and I wasn’t quite done with being social. This leaves me in a bit of a quandary. I don’t want to join any other potential new social media hotness, but I would like to socialize on the internet. I’m currently using email, and that’s actually great. Independent, thoughtful conversations with people I care about. Like getting something in my analog mailbox only faster! But I’d like something more than that. Just not sure what yet.

In the meantime, I’ll just keep shouting into the void right here.