I’m in a social quandary. A Facebook social quandary, if you will. Egads…my geek is showing.
So when this all began, I joined the bright, shiny world of Facebook and hooked up with my old friends. They’re lawyers now. Engineers. Teachers. Escorts. (We’re a varied bunch.) The annoying girl in high school that I didn’t like? Didn’t friend her. The best friend that moved away when he was ten? Friended him.
And my newer friends, of course. People that we moved away from. People that I see every other day. Whatever. Every now and then somebody would slip through that I really didn’t have much of a relationship with (“Oh no, she friended me! She friended me and if I don’t friend her back, she’ll be all over me about it! But I don’t want to spend any more time with her, nooooooooo…”) and an Internet friend or two. (Or four or twelve. But at least I talk to them.) And then maybe a writer that I’ve come across a few times. Then there are requests from writers that I’ve never run across at all. I ignore these requests, because hey, this is my personal (ish) space!
And then my family showed up. I am so screwed.
Not because my family isn’t cool, because they are. But it’s like a party where you’re mixing your friends together, and you’re not sure how it’s going to come off. Hey, theatre friends, meet my newspaper friends. Church friends, these are my hardcore friends. Family, these are my horror writer friends. Everybody just ignore that obscene guy in the corner there; he’s not good with crowds, but he bakes a mean creampuff.
It’s also not like I’m afraid of my “wild Friday night” pictures showing up elsewhere, because seriously, I have nothing to show. But I also don’t want two trillion friends that I don’t talk to. It’s annoying.
So how do you differentiate these separate aspects of your lives? Do you? Or does it just become one big jumble? I tried really hard to keep things separate. This is my writing blog. The writing blog is about writing. I also have a Williams Syndrome blog, and it’s about Williams. I don’t want to bore one group of people with something that doesn’t apply to what their looking for. Please don’t creep out of the nice, tidy compartments that I have placed you in. But on the other hand…since when have I ever been good about staying inside the lines? Maybe I should just stop worrying about it, and let everybody enjoy the party. I have a feeling one of the sewing friends and the music friends just might end up making out in the back room.
Advice? Words of wisdom? Want to hook up with the music friend? Do you use Facebook (or MySpace or The Haunt) for friendship, or writing networking?