Blogging while I should be working- ah- I need a break so desperately.
My dad was the one to tell me about googlebuzz- I had no clue - but I was quite put off by it- I keep my email open all day long just so I can keep up with email- rarely ever chat at work - and buzz was just cluttering it all up for me. So I turned it off.
I have a few friends- most of them in India (and may be its because we're online opposite times) from whom I get a lot of pointless "hey what's up" "aur bata" and "kya khabar" pings on gtalk....during my work day - even when I have my busy status on. I guess going invisible is the solution here. But I'm in a stressed and irritable mood now so instead, every time I get one of these pings I respond with a barrage of hey whats up, aur bata, kya khabar, so, whats going on. Totally pre-empting the bugger. Cheap thrills.
A friend who's been having a really rough spate of months, years, even, said to me "Thak gaya hoon logon ki facebook updates dekh dekhkar. I also want to have something good to share". This whole put your life out there on f/b, discuss your weekend plans, your bra colour, your yeast infection, your kids poop and what not on public domain is creating a different wave of social peer pressure- in a much more global way. It was one thing to be a nifty tool to go find long lost friends, and a whole different thing to just make it into exhibitionfest. One look at the banal exchanges on twitter- and I wonder- why can't these people just have IM-conversations? Why this need to have everyone else privy to your discussion, "because we can"? All in the name of "Social networking". I am beginning to more and more agree with my sister here, who, despite all my pleas has stayed away from FB because she'd like to leave somethings to chance and serendipity. And wouldn't like to broadcast every event in her life. There is a bit of sensitivity too, that goes into leading a slightly less exhibitionist lifestyle. The awareness that there are many others out there that don't have it as nice as you- be it jaunts to Paris, the best coiffured hair-dos and shiny black dresses etc. At one time, these memories were meant for sharing within a small circle of people that mattered- today- it's just out there. For all to see. To evoke joy, resentment and envy. All at once.
Don't know where i'm going with my rant. I am just waiting to download a really huge file and its taking forever, so this little deviation instead. Back to work.