After doing the following for the umpteenth time, I felt it necessary to share.
Oh, and after getting half way through writing, I am aware I’m sounding neurotic and crazy. Don’t commit me though. I have so much to give…
When online, I habitually check sites. Facebook, Twitter and WordPress get pretty high traffic. But the state of the site when I visit, or more specifically, the status of my activity on the site, especially WordPress, depends three possible reactions or scenarios:
1) If I have received a direct comment, notification or @response, it receives immediate contemplation and response, in that I think for half an hour before I post a witty, yet succinct and to the point reply. I do this for all things, whatever size. This inevitably means that I spend over 5 minutes debating the significance of someone “poking” me on facebook. Why did they poke? Have I done / said / forgotten something? I over analyse and antagonise myself into submission, before lamely poking the person back. This anxiety works both ways in that should I post something and not get a response, then I freak out – do they hate me? Have I aggravated them somehow? Have I hurt them? (Most probably, I need to relax).
2) If no activity has occurred on the sites, then the reaction depends on certain site sub clauses.
i) If no activity has occurred on facebook and I am of a normal frame of mind, then I will not engage in any activity other than follow up leads on the News Feed. If you’re friends with me on facebook and you update photos / statuses (stati?) / information, you will be subjected to 2 minutes of scrutiny on said item resulting in either ambivalence or an open polite wall post or comment.
ii) Twitter. If it’s quiet here, I will react in two possible ways. I will either a) spend lots of time thinking of a witty or relevant tweet; or b) I will look at some of the profiles of either my followers, or the people I follow (some are US based, so I miss some posts due to the time difference).Of course, with a) completed, I will then do b). If I do b) and see something interesting, I might then do a). It’s all very mood dependant though. Jesus. I. Sound. Freaking. Weird.
iii) On WordPress everything changes. Because this site actively records statistical data for me, so things can just get crazy. On my dashboard, sits a chart detailing visits per day. My blog and I live by this chart. Should the traffic drop down to 0, nilch, zero, then it invokes a fresh post to be generated (this post is LIVING proof of this, as yesterday’s traffic read 0, whatever Russian sex sites tell me in my Spam comments folder). If there are comments, then we fall back to point 1) with the addition of the WP (WordPress) subclause system™:
one) If person making said comment doth have their own site of http content, then said site will be patroned and, intrigue pending, be commented on in turn.
two) If said person is somehow connected to I, then they will be notified of any gratitude felt, either by mention during next conversation or (if comment requires immediate attention) by the powers of short messaging service (SMS), telephonic communications, facebook or email. If they are of connection, and have a blog or twitter, then also initiate point -one)-.
three) If person is unknown, and has made a comment without leaving a link for replying per point – one)- then writer sits at computer, and writes something in same comment arena in vague hope that person returns to page to check up for such replies.
3) If there’s been no activity, and point 2) has already been enacted and completed, then generally I will (through no choice) have to go elsewhere on the world wide web. This then initiates my procrastination mode, or my reader mode. The latter merely means that I’ll Stumble or read bookmarked or blogrolled blogs. The former means I’ll play games.
Once the third is entered, the cycle repeats back to the start every 10 minutes or so. Such is web-life. As you can see, there is a lot of ammunition here for my dispatch to the padded hotel. I’ll admit that such attention and over analysis of commentary is a little crazy, but I think a life long anxiety of what people close (or not close) to me think is something that won’t ever truly die. So forgive me. I know I’m crazy.
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Before any of that starts though, remember (please!) that I first of all every single time I go online check my email and complete any items of work or work related importance that need doing. Also (this of course is aimed in the direction of my wife), before I enter into the cycle of the above, I will always complete any houshold chores that need doing.
I’m good like that.
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That last bit so completely read like a disclaimer. It just goes to show how much I fear deeply and truly love my wife.




