Crispbook

It struck me the other day, whilst Owen and I were swimming up and down at the Ferry debating on why facebook had become quite so compelling, how much I was behind the times in the world of friends. I have taken up both the garish MySpace and the stark Facebook, and dabbled frequently, and then less frequently, with both. Reasons for the dwindling upkeep of these pages seem to be because I am not very good at expanding my 'e-circle', (talk to strangers you say?) and therefore find myself talking to the same people I normally do, and even sit near, except in a diluted form on a public forum.
Now don't get me wrong, I very much appreciate the ease of wall posting, the numerous applications you get to play with (damn, that Movie Quiz is addictive), and even the regular occurence of photos which I would rather die than ever see of me again. I just wonder whether, in the grand scheme of things, I should perhaps be texting, phoning, or even, gasp, seeing these people instead of frittering away the same precious hours sat on a computer in a darkened room, whilst eating crisps.
So from now on, I intend to keep my facebooking in some sort of check - lunchtimes not included of course - I mean what else does one do these days? - and actually go out and see people. I mean that's what life's about, isn't it? That and eating crisps of course.