Five Minutes To Post - ACK

I have but five minutes to post this entry. So here goes. :)

Back pain both better and worse.

Disappointment that my game disk is scratched. Just after the major boss fight.

Extremely sleepy.

Goodnight.

The First Weekend in 2009

I've enjoyed the first weekend in 2009 the best I could. I've had back problems for a couple of years now, and of course this weekend it decides to strike. So much needed rest and almost nothing else. It's not as bad as last year during super bowl weekend when I had to go to the ER. Fortunately, this was its more benign cousin.

Other than that 2009 is swiftly moving in. So much for that. I wrote; though not much. It's done. Happy New Year in case I didn't say so before.

How To Go One Day Without Speaking

I haven't spoken to another human in nearly 24 hours. In this day and age of cell phones, where no one is truly alone, (unless your network fails), this is somewhat strange. I'm receiving information from TV, internet, and books, but no actual human voice. As an experiment, I'd say this would be a failure. The Internet is communication with other humans. It's anonymous and yet not. I'd wager you communicate more of who you are through your written words, than you do through real life transactions.

Silence would kill me. So I know this is the most human-deprived that I could make myself go through, but I know of so many people that get energized from non-communication. They like to fold unto themselves and hide themselves away. I can't quite understand it. Perhaps, I will put my mind to these thoughts and come up with a reason why this is. Today just doesn't feel like that day.

A Resolution Almost Lost

Day 2 for one resolution and I almost didn't make it. If I try to blog every day for a year, what will come of it? I think I'll even write if I have nothing to say.

Work was good...slow. Most people aren't working today and the dull excitement of what I could be doing overshadowed what I was doing. With that in mind, I made it over to BlueEyes for some home cooked French Onion Soup. It was delicious! Homemade items are another of my resolutions. I'm going to try to cook more meals, and when I say more, I also mean more than the five or so dishes that I've mastered. :)

It's a challenge and yet I have 363 days to experiment. Anyway, I'm sleepy. Have a good evening all.

What Happens To My Social Networking Self When I Die?

Emo Moment Ahead
Another death of the old year and the birth of the new one Happy New Year 2009! And I started thinking morbid thoughts. It could've been because I just watched "The GodFather" for the first time. The Don dies so swiftly towards the end.

But I started really thinking about all my profiles: MySpace, Facebook, SodaHead, my blog here; every website I've commented on, logged in, filled out information on. Though I'm still young, vibrant even, I wonder what will happen to my information when I die. Can I will that all those sites delete my accounts? And how would I go about that anyway? Am I permanently etched on the Internet, immortal in my young pictures? Are my friends with their dating profiles on Date.com or eHarmony, forever etched as whomever they were when they signed up? What if I forgot all the places I put my information? Or all those profiles that we made that weren't really "us." Or how would I will a profile that doesn't have my Real Name to shut down my profile for JadedTLC?

The only sure thing that I know, is that my web 1.0 sites will die without my credit cards. But Google or the Wayback Machine will hold a cache of them for some amount of time. It's a preponderance I hadn't really considered before. But as I age, it's something I may think about closing down. However, I can't know exactly when I'll die, so this does present some complications.

So the new year begins. Resolutions, so often broken as they're spoken, are there to be made. I don't know what mine are this year. I don't like to resolve to do things that I know will never happen, or be quickly dropped for new priorities. I just feel that growth sometimes happens so quickly that today, the who I want to be, will change six months from now. I wonder if that happens for anyone else.

In any event, I hope that the wayward reader who finds this post got something other than a wasted 120 seconds. I may resolve to write every day in this blog for the year. We'll see if I can keep my word.