Your Shell is Showing.

                                                                                                                                      Ode to Lloyd Dobler by Elloh

“Just take this pen and write me.”                                                                                                                                                         -Diane Court, Say Anything

For a 32 year old, I’d say I’m pretty hip to technology. Give me a stylesheet, I can decode it. Insert some html on a webpage? I’m your girl. Process graphics, create vectors? Yeah, I’m pickin’ up what you’re puttin’ down. That said, I have an increasingly overwhelming sense that I can’t keep up. I have refused to join twitter, or engage in any manner of tweeting. Until two weeks ago, that is. And I’m starting to suspect it’s the last straw.

A tortoise by nature, I have crammed my hard, round shell into a ridiculous bunny suit. Joining Myspace, then Facebook, getting Skype, tending to photo albums on Flickr and Picasa, 4 different e-mail accounts, 4 online shops, a blog, succumbing to the Twitter tidal wave, and so on, and so on. I am drowning in status updates, text messages, links that continuously drag me here, there and everywhere. Well, my shell is busting through the seams, and I’m afraid safety pins aren’t gonna do the trick this time.

I hate to be one of those curmudgeons that reminisces about old times, but lordy, lordy, do I miss the days when a status update took the form of a phone call or a letter. Don’t get me wrong, it can be great to receive up-to-the-minute information, reconnect with familiar faces from the past, and be able to access files and accounts from just about anywhere. Unfortunately though, this fast-paced, instant gratification has not only forced me into a lame, fluffy disguise, I’ve also developed a pesky addiction to the near constant flow of information. Status updates are the new crack. And this bunny needs an intervention.

So, in an effort to reclaim my shell and relaxed pace, I’m choosing to escape it all this week. No tweets. No updates. None of it. And to help get me in the mood, I chose to feature some Etsy items that help turn my memory back to simpler times. And hey, if you want to get in touch, pick up a pen and write me.

Mix Tape Pouch by BraveMoonman

Vintage 80s Secretary Dress by Niftythriftyowl

Luna Leg and Arm Warmers by Karina Potestio

Filed under Blackbird Diary, Heavens to Etsy, Lost Demographic |