I can't get into twitter (or tumblr). I still miss livejournal, although I mostly read. I like Facebook quite a bit, and I like my random and weird friends and groups, and I like how I cannot connect with high school and college people- interestingly some of my best Facebook friends I did not know at all well in high school but they are wonderful people- very Buffista like.

And I have several facebook only friends I met in a Facebook Myers-Briggs group, when we left (quietly) when it became clear that the man running the group was a narcissist who seemed to be using the group to meet young acolytes and we as 40 somethings were not really welcome. And he thought INFPs could never be funny, which is a weird thing to fight about, but he was so adamant! And dismissive of our personal experiences as older INFPs. It was a weird hill to die on. It was not Gus level weird internet stuff, but it was weird- I think he didn't like not being the professorial authority figure and didn't like that we started giving advice to the younger members.

Msbelle- I haven't emailed you back, but that background is not a template in PowerPoint 2016. I bet they had a graphic designer build them a specialized template.

I need to create a Facebook filter so I only read the people who make me happy (mostly buffistas). I usually don't get as aggravated on Twitter because my more conservative relatives aren't there, and strangers can only annoy me so much.

We're at Mom's for the weekend. We have theatre tickets for Sunday, and we're going to try to see Parasite tomorrow. I also wanted to try and see Birds of Prey or Little Women, but I don't think I'll have time.

My phone's autocorrect knows how to spell Murderbiscuit, so, thanks for that, Tep!

My phone's autocorrect knows how to spell Murderbiscuit, so, thanks for that, Tep!

Awwww YISS.

My Twitter is hyperlocal, political and activist. I got on there because Freddie Gray. It's journalists & activists & artists& local ppl I've found who share interests or have perspectives that intrigue me & a few pols I like. It is very much not populated with 40something white lady. Very few ppl I've met, though it has lead to some in person interactions and sharing of things. It has opened me up to how much really works here, even if I'm a hermit.

Plus, I think I like yelling into the void sometimes & Twitter fulfills that for me.

Insta is cats, mostly.

Facebook, I'm just finding so cluttered. Mostly friends & fam, but between the random ordering & not seeing things (even with latest option) I just barely try anymore.

I'm not on Insta, I can't decipher Twitter, I'm stepping back a lot on FB because I have no throttle down button and it's making me crazy and despairing. Here, one other posting board, the dregs of my LJ flist, DW (two minutes a day, tops), and Tumblr, curated for forests, waterfalls, auroras, NASA, starscapes and landscapes and seascapes, cats--well animals of allsorts--and...okay, tiaras.

Someone asked the other day if they were alone in being unwilling or lacking the ertia to try to watch new shows or new movies, and no, they are not. I'm personally so self-buried and locked in trying not to lose my shit every other minute I have no attention span and no room in my head to cultivate investment in new-to-me characters, scenarios, etc. We're watching a lot of old Disney and Ghibli movies, reruns of tv series we're familiar and invested in the premise and the characters but circumstances interrupted first-run watching. And favorite movies from the last forty years. I can't step out on that untenable bridge of unfamiliar right now--the whole world is balancing on a pinhead, and so am I. I can't afford to take on anything new.

It's entertainment as comfort food, I think. I've been there for some time now. I've tried pushing past it (currently watching Watchmen and The Outsider on HBO), and it's disconcerting. Both shows are a bit difficult to follow, particularly Watchmen (I've never read the graphic novel).

We usually end the night streaming old sitcoms, like video Cheetos before bed.

Timelies all!

We're at Boston's. Mr. S didn't get thrown off the train, and we survived, so I guess that went ok.

Someone asked the other day if they were alone in being unwilling or lacking the ertia to try to watch new shows or new movies, and no, they are not. I'm personally so self-buried and locked in trying not to lose my shit every other minute I have no attention span and no room in my head to cultivate investment in new-to-me characters, scenarios, etc. We're watching a lot of old Disney and Ghibli movies, reruns of tv series we're familiar and invested in the premise and the characters but circumstances interrupted first-run watching. And favorite movies from the last forty years. I can't step out on that untenable bridge of unfamiliar right now--the whole world is balancing on a pinhead, and so am I. I can't afford to take on anything new.

I totally get this. I'm definitely doing this.

Unrelated (or maybe related, actually), Tim is on the phone with his 20-something niecephew, who is really struggling with coming out/being out as genderqueer. I'm really really glad Tim can be such a support for niecephew (I mean, I'm as supportive as possible and always will be, but I don't have the perspective that Tim has and is able to share/commiserate). I married a good egg.