Conceptually, I really fail to see how tumblr is any different than blogging, we are still going to get drunk, touch each other, and pass around the same STD's. I guess at least this time we can set up a tumblr group to keep track of clinic visits. And maybe we can reblog our conquests this time, cause the last time was just embarrassing- finding out you may have chlamydia via the comments section.
Conceptually, I really fail to see how tumblr is any different than blogging, we are still going to get drunk, touch each other, and pass around the same STD’s. I guess at least this time we can set up a tumblr group to keep track of clinic visits. And maybe we can reblog our conquests this time, cause the last time was just embarrassing- finding out you may have chlamydia via the comments section.
http://brianvan.tumblr.com/post/31203420
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Heh. Yes, it really all does come down to blogger-to-blogger sex. I find that’s half of what people talk about.
One thing I like about Tumblr is the frontier-like quality of it, that rules are being established each day by people who dare to set rules. And how there are a bunch of hot young women out there writing tumblelogs and looking for admirers. It’s almost very old fashioned, where the girls make themselves look pretty for the Internet and the suitors all feverishly compete for their affections.
People talk all the time how real life will pass you by if you sit on the computer all day, but here’s real life: a bunch of dowdy-looking office temps on the F train, iPod earbuds firmly planted in their lobes, cheesy books firmly planted in their hands, and heads firmly inserted up their asses. Then they go into the office, get on Tumblr, and praise their interests, air their grievances, calm their neuroses, and seek validation and human comfort.
Really, the world is upside down.
I’m blogging this.
-BV
