The End of The Internet

It occurs to me that I’ve been “on the internet” pretty steadily since around 1992. Well, I guess before it was public domain doesn’t really count, but whatever. Still, lately I find that I don’t have as much fun on the internet as I used to. I know, I know, geek blasphemy. But it’s true. I have started even preferring books, movies, and even *gasp* tv when I come home at the end of the day.

It’s like this: I almost feel like I’ve run out of things to do. I don’t really have time for WEBoggle anymore, and anyway I don’t score as high now that there are more players. I guess many of them are smarter than I am. I have become really bad at keeping up with reading blogs, even my friends’ blogs, which I should be extra motivated to read. Luckily many of them are like me so they don’t post very often and I can catch up. Even the forums I used to post at have had some sort of change in dynamis at one time or another and it was always at around the time I got busy and didn’t have time to keep up with it.

I have all these excuses for something that I obviously have control over, but basically something’s changing now for me that has basically remained constant for 15 (ack) years! Incidentally, does anyone else have this monster IM contact list that still only has the same four people online most of the time, and then those people are idle more often than not? (I’m always idle, too – heheheh.) The internets has changed, and I’m just a poor fossil left behind. Or maybe I’ve changed. Either way, it’s weird.

What do I do now? I already took up knitting as a hobby. I supose I could get more exercise or something. Or clean my house.

Sure, and maybe monkeys will fly out of my butt.

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