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Bored or Something Bigger


I'm bored of blogging.

Actually, as I think about this more, it's not exactly boredom.

I’m at my digital capacity. Maybe past it.

waitingI need to rething this whole interweb thing. It was easy when I started, back before Facebook or Twitter or Flickr or Skype or GMAIL! And I’m not even on Pinterest or Tumblr or Instagram (yet!).

Back then, I blogged. And I emailed.

And now…now I do SO MUCH. Or I don’t do it all, but I want to, because I like staying connected to people, and I like feedback and encouragement (and bald-faced lies about how great I am) and…maybe someday I'll get famous off of this (yeah. right.), and...and …and all the things that are hazards of our current tech-savvy, real-time responding culture.


I took this photo back in January of 2008. I was bored. And unsettled. I am bored and unsettled again, although this round is different. Not worse, not better (maybe better), just different.

(insert intentional end to a ramble that could vaguely go on forever.)




ps. Tonight, I'm taping a video for a job application and I'm curious to see what hilarious and awkward moments I unintentionally create. Thank goodness for a friend with skillz who will edit them out.

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  1. Anonymous4:36 PM

    I like you. And your blog. I hope you don't stop blogging (*hint*hint*), but I do know what you mean. Is it "bald-faced" lie? All this time I thought it was "bold-faced"!!!

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  2. Thanks, friend.

    I don't think I'll give it up completely. Just another phase of thinking through why I'm doing it and what i want from/for it.

    Wikipedia says both options are viable variations of "bare-faced lie" - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lie#Barefaced_lie

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  3. Wheras I'm LOVING blogging lately. Hm. Maybe you should come grab some of my energy. I like your words. I know I'm new and all, but feel free to stay here. But also feel free to step away. :) I give you freedom haha.
    Also - I just discovered Dear Stranger today - please keep that up. Please!

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