Mm, pile of scones. Is there any better way to present scones? Mountain of scones? Bottomless sea of scones? Avalanche of scones? D) ALL OF THE ABOVE?
That's your food part of this post. I guess that means you can stop reading now if all you wanted to do was get your salivary glands going. [hands over a napkin] There's something else I'd like to talk about that's related to blogging and being online in general, which may interest those of you who have blogs. Or not. Well. I'm using this as an open forum. If this were a real life discussion, I would have a bucket of scones to hand out and maybe some tea for those of you who like tea. And then we would forget what we were talking about and just have a tea party.
...Dude, let's do it. If you live in NYC you'll have noticed how ridiculously nice it is today. I passed a girl in Washington Square Park today eating a chocolate covered vanilla ice cream popsicle and sadly thought, "...I want one," while mentally grabbing towards my fuzzy childhood, which seems to be the most popsicle-appropriate time of life. But what about the rest of us old people? DON'T WE DESERVE THE JOY OF POPSICLES TOO? Yes. When the weather gets even warmer, let's all congregate in the park and gorge on popsicles. You know I'm serious.
I will have a real foodie post later, tomorrow hopefully. Although it's only been three days since my last post, I feel like it's been much longer. ETERNITY! Wow, that's disturbing. If you blog, you may notice that there's a difference between not posting due to lack of time and not posting due to a conscious decision because you don't feel like it. My attempt to stay blogging-celibate didn't really work, as you can see. Over the weekend (actually, two days ago) I decided that I shouldn't use this blog as an excuse to eat a lot (partially because my mum told me I should stop...eating so much crap). "Oh, I haven't been to this sandwich place. I'm not hungry, but I think I'll try it anyway so I CAN BLOG IT. And to increase my sandwich prowess." (Yes, sandwich prowess. How much SP do you possess?) I wasn't very hungry over the weekend, so I didn't want to use this blog as a reason to stuff myself. However, I ended up eating at L&L for lunch because I hadn't reviewed it on this site yet. So. Um. I'm screwed.
Anyway...that paragraph wasn't really necessary, as it's not what I wanted to talk about.
A lot of my life is online. Ye-up. I've been blogging since 2000. This is the first blog post I made; prepare to be underwhelmed:
I have no idea why I made this page. Maybe so I can write something when I get a burst of creativity.
HAHA...yeah whatever. That will happen when the earth explodes.
I rather like the word "explode". Isn't it nice? It sounds weird. Like diarrhea, you know? Wait..not really...okay. Think about it. Not too hard though, wouldn't want you to hurt any of those important things...you know...brain cells? They are important aren't they? Think about that too.
But not too hard.
17 minutes later, I made another post. Wow. Let the obsession begin. Thankfully when blogging was in its infancy, comment forms weren't a common feature, or else people may have left comments such as, "Dude...you're a moron."
However, although that statement may be true, it's doubtful anyone would write it as no one (implying random people) really read my blogs until this one came about, and even then it's only been in the past few months of this blog's 1.5 year lifespan. Before blogging I made fansites for musicians I really like, some of which still exist. I can't say I ever made websites for the sake of meeting new people or building friendships--that ended up being a convenient side effect. When I found out what a nice side effect it was, I didn't see the point of letting it stop. I met my first Internet friend Diana (we both had Wallflowers fansites) in 1999; she's still one of my best friends today. Later that year I met another Internet friend (we both had Beck fansites) who was visiting the East Coast from her home in Hawaii. I don't remember the whole "meeting online friends in real life, people that I know aren't creepy, so don't worry" timeline, but this year will probably win as "highest rate of online friends met in real life" when December comes, primarily because of this blog and because I live in NYC. It's a lot easier to arrange activities with foodies than music lovers because...um, food is everywhere.
What's my point? It may seem like I rely on Internet relationships more than real life ones and that the reliance has a negative effect on my ability to make real life connections. The way I see it, I'll always be inept at making real life connections; I'm a socially awkward person, and I always have been. If I'm lucky, other people will find that appealing. If I live in NJ, people will just think I'm weird [shakes fist at NJ]. Did I make friends before I started using the Internet? Of course; my first use for the Internet was to keep in touch with other real-life friends (this was when I moved from NJ to Taiwan). Did I make friends in real life after using the Internet? Of course, although not very long lasting ones. As I said before, I don't use the Internet to pursue friendships. If I had to trace all my friendships, I may have started a couple of them, but otherwise it's almost always the other person who contacts me. Don't get me wrong--I welcome other people to contact me--but I have a bunch of reasons for sticking to the receiving end, which I won't go into here.
To me, denying the social connections that can be made on the Internet is like closing off a door to a gajillion other people who don't live in your commnunity. GAJILLION. If that were a real number, it'd be one of those big ones with a lot of digits. Being tied to the Internet may seem like I'm closed off to the "real world", but the real word...is fuckin' huge. [points] Out there? Pretty big place, full of lots of people you're unlikely to meet on a regular basis. I'm not saying everyone has to dive into a myspace-esque brothel (please don't), but if you surf carefully, you'll come across plenty of cool people without necessarily looking for them.
As for real life...well. I've always felt out of place, although I didn't realize how out of place I was until I lived in Taiwan. However, I went to an international school, which isn't the same as just living in Taiwan. Methinks the school brought together a mesh of people more diverse than I'd ever find in my small home town in New Jersey, perhaps more comparable to a college campus in NYC, and that's what I needed. Admittedly, I haven't even made many friends in my college, but...I swear there's some kind of point to be made here. I'm just too lazy to flesh it out.
Conveniently, Washington Square News has a feature article about Internet addiction. You think that'd be me, right? Well...no. Not really. I'm not saying my Internet use isn't alarming, I'm just saying that it's not as horrible as I thought it was.
�People who are shy can get on the internet and be anybody they want to be,� Orzack said. �It provides an escape.�
Whoa whoaa...whoa. I can be extremely shy, but I use the Internet to dump my brain, not to be someone else. It's debatable whether my online persona is the same as my real life one (if you've met me, you should let me know), but...well, it's not that far off. Depends on my mood. How comfortable I am around you. Etc.
Damn, this was kind of long and rambling. If you have anything to add, let me know.
Here's another photo, if you're still paying attention:
I absolute love a good fried sesame rice ball thinger with red bean paste (and I'm not the only one; click on the photo). I could go for some dessert now. Dammit.