Maybe I'll try one of these Web Logs for real this time...

I'm mainly posting this here because I'm writing this for me. Hence the name of the title of this blog. This blog is for me. If you view it, you're along for the ride. I'll probably be random, opinionated, and possibly insightful and funny. Let's hope there's a good combination of those. Maybe I'll be the new...internet web sensation... like that one guy...

Yeah, him.

Anyways. I'm pretty sick of typing and texting "friends". I have quite a few friends (actually it's probably almost down t0 just one) who I mainly communicate with through texting. That sentence is depressing until the clarification at the end.

I am the type of person who tries to use any form of communication legitimately. I am one of those annoying people who tries to send a text message with the intention of discussing things. Yeah, it makes me feel stupid typing that here. Oh, and communication via Facebook feels about as fake as it could... I talk to my real friends off of that site.

I remember when MySpace and Facebook were fun. But honestly, I think I really cared about them because they gave me a vehicle to message/comment on girls' walls. So now what do I feel about it? Well, I still check it. But it feels like it's out of necessity. Kind of like email. Which is surprising that I started checking email frequently well after I used social networking sites.

Emails feel like they only bring spam and responsibility: usually both from school. But with these constantly updating social-networking sites, I feel like I'm supposed to respond to something immediately for it to be relevant. I feel like a weirdo for commenting on a status from 8 hours ago because it's not "current".

Well, I felt that the best way to complain about this Web 2.0 by using a blog. Hypocritical? Intentional irony? Probably somewhere in the middle. I never really know if what I say is meaningless philosophy or actually something of value.

My dad told me today: "You're 20, nothing you say is profound". Which he followed with, "I'm 60, and nothing I say is profound".

This post is losing steam as I forget what I started writing about. Right now I'm listening to Flux=Rad by Pavement, and there's a phrase in it that reminds me of a horrible song by Family Force 5...

I shouldn't give this blog link to some of my friends. I'll probably offend them with my comments on music... and other things on which I have opinions.

And the Yo La Tengo concert was great, even for me (I've only listened to an album or two). Varied and enjoyable. Lots of drunk people. I was hoping that Mr. Interpretive Dance would have stuck around for longer though. He made up for the drunk couple ballroom dancing (the term "ballroom dancing" is used loosely here).

Anyways, good evening.