No, sir...This is work related.
Tuesday, November 25, 2003
Keeping in Touch...(or the lack thereof)
No, this is not the latest addition to my "picked last in gym" and "what if the hokey pokey is really what it's all about?" black t-shirt with white type family, but is instead the focal point of this divagation (i suppose i'm allowed to use words i've already looked up, i just won't look for big words anymore) in that being so far away from everyone, the standing of my relationships to those in Atlanta seem to hang in the balance of phone calls, instant messenger conversations, and email, the last being more or less of a way to more or less spill my thoughts out to an individual or group, but the thing i don't like about email is that if you call someone on the phone, odds are very high they have an answering machine, and you just know that they'll hear your message, and in instant messenger (at least on AIM, which i admit to using), people put up away messages all the time so you know they're not there and they'll read your message when they get back, but in email, you don't really know if the person you're sending an email to even uses that email address anymore, maybe they don't have internet access, or they've grown up and don't use 8inchmanmissile@yahoo.com or sExYcRaZyGuRl6969@hotmail.com (for the record i think i've made these names up and i honestly hope these are even too lame for the average American high schooler to use), but maybe they're like me and still filter through all the junk mail that tells you how to have the most amazing sex ever, mortgage your home, or see the latest unofficial celebrity sex video, hoping to find a real email from someone you inadvertantly totally forgot about and rekindles in your head all the good times you used to have, but aside from all that, i don't like not knowing whether or not the person i sent an email to has actually read said email, and it's not like the not-knowing at xmas where you're stoked trying to figure out what all your presents are before you open them, but a really sucky kind, and i don't like it.
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