Blogging is so 2004. I’m all about Twitter now.
As usual, my schedule as exploded, and I am either in class, at work, doing homework, yelling at a news radio show, or staring blankly at a wall since my brain has crawled into the back of my head whimpering from all that work I make it do. Blogging has fallen by the wayside, and while I try to insert interesting quotes and links from time to time, I don’t even have the time—or attention span—to copy, paste, process, and comment anymore. Thus the lack of news here. Thus the Twitter account.
Microblogging is wonderful. My Twitter feed is little more than a what-Amber-finds-interesting link feed, but it is exactly what I want it to be: a quick way to exchange information with other people. Communication has been truncated from “Here’s a news story and here’s what I think about it” to “Here’s a news headline and its link, and from the stories I pick and how I present them, you will know what I think about it”. Though not nearly as condensed as the shortest exchange ever, Twitter has allowed blogging to become quick and deeply dependent on context. On Twitter, you’ll find different kinds of thoughts than you’d find here, and those are the only ones I have time for these days.
So what am I up to? I am a full-time senior college student. I work at the store 16 hours a week. I commute an hour round trip to and from class. I write lab reports. I read pages and pages of articles about plant growth. I play World of Warcraft—for class. I write bad poetry—for class as well. I wish that I could have a lot more sex. (I wish I could find someone who would have a lot of sex with me.) I worry about the price of gas. I worry about meeting deadlines. I teach my cat tricks. I take care of my rats.
I’m just busy.
Thus the Twitter. I don’t have the time to blog in complete thoughts right now.
