I Don't Understand...It's Like an Online Scrapbook?
Ryan and I had this sorta bizarre conversation in which I lamented that sometimes I feel like I don't know him, only to discover that the real problem is that he doesn't know himself very well.
Because of this feeling I try to follow Ryan on the internet as much as possible because seeing the things he does/says/absorbs here is a little like getting in his brain and I like that. It's warm and squishy. Consequently I resigned myself to the fact that I'm just going to have to me Twitter a stop on my daily web rounds. You ALL know how I feel about that but so be it. It's like if you're best friend started driving a Hummer and even though you're opposed to them, it wouldn't mean you'd never get in their car again.
Also a few weeks ago I discovered one of my favorite bloggers who almost never blogs anymore (Sarah B. or Queserasera) has a tumblr blog and I started reading it. I REALLY like it. But I also don't understand it. It's one of the first things I've come up against online in many years that I find kind of baffling and don't know how to use and it makes me want to ask someone to explain it to me. This must be what it's like to be my parents.
So now I have a Tumblr too but I don't understand what to do with it. So I'm just going to use it like the inside of my notebook. To joy things down and save things I like and show you stuff that I don't really want to put here because it's trivial or not mine or silly or too short. Soooo you might wanna check it out?
http://thesaminal.tumblr.com/
Your tumblr post about Ryan's lunch is the cutest fucking thing ever - and it kills me to say that (from a macho pov) - but I dug it and thought I'd leave ya' a comment saying as much.