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Remember when it was considered really lame to write down you feelings and thoughts online, to document them in a blog – or Livejournal – whatever. It was considered nerdy, vain, annoying, dare I say, pathetic? Okay, maybe it still is. But seriously… 10 years ago (woah) this behavior was exhausted by 13 year-old kids staying up late on the family Dell, diligently typing away their emotions. Today, my corner store liquor guy wants in on a Twitter account. Back then one needed a minor understanding of code to set up an online stream of conscious, that is, if you wanted it to look cool. Then your friends would find it linked through your AIM profile and go all, “You have a huhhh? And you write what down? Why?!” during lunch period. You’d get all embarrassed. Worse than that time you brought egg salad to school for lunch. Ugh. It’s now perfectly acceptable to have multiple Internet interfaces synchronized together, broadcasting your every thought, move, feeling, and attempt at a book deal. We’re now in a media orgy that embraces self-expression and rewards up-the-minute brain vomit as personal quirks that set you apart from the masses and I say God Bless it. About fucking time. Image Via Donny Miller’s Beautiful People With Beautiful Feelings

Remember when it was considered really lame to write down you feelings and thoughts online, to document them in a blog – or Livejournal – whatever. It was considered nerdy, vain, annoying, dare I say, pathetic?

Okay, maybe it still is. But seriously…

10 years ago (woah) this behavior was exhausted by 13 year-old kids staying up late on the family Dell, diligently typing away their emotions. Today, my corner store liquor guy wants in on a Twitter account.

Back then one needed a minor understanding of code to set up an online stream of conscious, that is, if you wanted it to look cool. Then your friends would find it linked through your AIM profile and go all,

“You have a huhhh? And you write what down? Why?!” during lunch period. You’d get all embarrassed. Worse than that time you brought egg salad to school for lunch. Ugh.

It’s now perfectly acceptable to have multiple Internet interfaces synchronized together, broadcasting your every thought, move, feeling, and attempt at a book deal. We’re now in a media orgy that embraces self-expression and rewards up-the-minute brain vomit as personal quirks that set you apart from the masses and I say God Bless it.

About fucking time.

Image Via Donny Miller’s Beautiful People With Beautiful Feelings

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    printed out like 50 pages of that book. Taped...scrapbook for somebody. This was...
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