I don’t know about the rest of you, but I only joined twitter a few weeks ago. I’ve known what it was for some time but decided to keep my distance. Announcing your status, interests, favorite everythings minute by minute just seemed silly. Facebook was addicting enough for me at its peak last year.
But now, I don’t know. I guess I was lonely. Or depressed. Or lost. Or all of these things in varying degrees. And I needed something fun to keep me glued to the computer so I could get work done.
Seen this video?
So, I got active. Very active. From less than 10 tweets ever, I’ve tweeted 61 times in three days. Or is twittered? Twooted? Who cares. For the sake of doing it, I learned how to send a tweet from my cell phone. How’s that for modern? Ee gad. I still don’t know how to “work it” on twitter. Don’t know how I’m supposed to get people to follow me, or if I should aim to follow more people than follow me, or vice versa. Or if it’s a healthy thing to follow celebrities, or if it’s just a waste of time. Or if you can interact with the people you follow but who don’t know who you are. I’m going to drop it. I’ll figure it out, I guess.
I’ve also discovered an online radio social network which allows you to be your own DJ, add infinite songs to your playlist, tweet, gain followers, and give “props” to other DJ’s. There’s probably other applications like it, but the one I’ve found, really like, and have been using is called Blip.fm. Check it out. I’m listening to a duet now by Kylie Minogue and Kermit the Frog.
The music, the updates, it’s made life a little more interesting. At least for the last couple days. My life tends to change so drastically week by week these few months. I had a wine class twice per week, very time consuming, for just under two months. Then it stopped leaving a huge gap. Then Thanksgiving came, which took a couple weeks of planning and an intense three days of cooking. Then nothing. On the work front, one of my clients had a ton and a half of work for me for two events that took place a week apart. And now nothing form her. And now I’ve got a new client and some more, very different, work to do. I feel very anchorless. And very alone.
When do I get to do what I want to do? Well, almost anytime, if I made it priority. It’s hard. It’s really hard. That’s why I’m trying to create a a daily and hourly schedule. School, university, intense desk jobs, theatre directing work, are all incredibly structured, and at those I was very successful. No kidding. At adult life, I’m not. Not at all.
So, if twitter and blip.fm and probably dozens more applications I’ll discover this week make life more lively while I try to pick myself up yet again, yet again, why the hell not. Why the hell now. Having the music is energizing, if anything. I forgot how much I love music. And how little I listen to it these days. Perhaps a live jazz outing once a week should get penciled into the schedule? Perhaps, perhaps…
Enjoy this gorgeousness:
