Poking around twitter
I'm giving it a try to twitter. It's new territory for me, since I've kept myself slightly distant from all those new social-sites that got hyped. And now here I am, adding a twitter gadget to my own blog... oh, shame! Even though my blog isn't a place I devote myself to protect and maintain, feels weird. I like to write, and that is the reason why I decided to keep this blog.
Twitter is nice because it's short. You're writing in a space limited to 140 characters, so you're forcing yourself to write in a small space. The end result, as for my scarce experience, is similar to the middle ground between a chatroom and a blog. You don't have to be logged in at the same time as everyone else. This is very cool, and will come in handy when I'm in Japan trying to have a fine and calm conversation with my friends from 12 hours into the past (will I ever recover from the jet lag?).
Right now, I'm in the process of adapting to this "new" web app, and I've just started messing around with pictures, and I've barely changed the theme of my profile. I guess this is how my dad feels when he's poking around on his Live Messenger configuration or on his cell phone and big screen TV. A mixture of adventurous audacity and recklessness... and that disturbing sensation that you've just screwed up something.
Twitter is nice because it's short. You're writing in a space limited to 140 characters, so you're forcing yourself to write in a small space. The end result, as for my scarce experience, is similar to the middle ground between a chatroom and a blog. You don't have to be logged in at the same time as everyone else. This is very cool, and will come in handy when I'm in Japan trying to have a fine and calm conversation with my friends from 12 hours into the past (will I ever recover from the jet lag?).
Right now, I'm in the process of adapting to this "new" web app, and I've just started messing around with pictures, and I've barely changed the theme of my profile. I guess this is how my dad feels when he's poking around on his Live Messenger configuration or on his cell phone and big screen TV. A mixture of adventurous audacity and recklessness... and that disturbing sensation that you've just screwed up something.
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