Not like I am not on enough sites

Now, in addition to here, my personal page, tribes, myspace ( for the teenage niece) and a private chat site I have started a Live Journal. I can bore endless persons on many pages, could it be that modern adults are lonely? Yet I have a good number of friends I see regularly . . . perhaps it is plain laziness, we can feel like we are interacting while in our bathrobes (mine is a Japanese cat print kimono I made myself) none the less I have added another site, and doubtless I will do so again.

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Comment by mombat on April 14, 2008 at 9:59am
I don't know if it is about being lonely, I think that in some ways the blog has replaced the back fence or the corner grocery as a way to exchange information. I have plenty of conversation with actual people and spend time with friends and family too.
I personally enjoy writing on my blog and if other people like reading it I am happy about that, but I mostly like a having an excuse to jot down things that are of interest to me.
The bath robe sounds like a fab work of art.
Comment by Sí Serrano on April 15, 2008 at 1:27pm
MSN Spaces, Blogger, Live Journal, Yahoo! 360°, DCF, Ravelry, Flicker, Frapper. myspace, classmates and more, I have lost track.

My name is Clara and I am a Internetaholic.

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