MetaChat - I am drunk and on a borrowed computer and I love you all very much

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13 December 2006

I am drunk and on a borrowed computer and I love you all very much It's odd how much the internet has augmented/replaced my social group. Now I'm left, essentially, with people that I've known since high school (and have gotten over their quirks) or people who I know through teh intarwebz.→[More:]
And I know that there are gradiations of intimacy; I can't call Jonmc when my car has been towed. But now that my girlfriend is in LA and I'm forced to telecommunicate (once, television was decried by word mavens due to its mixed Greco-Roman roots) with her, it's led to a new appreciation for the personalities I encounter online. I miss people when I don't see them.
All this Christmas music is making me maudlin, I fear. Oh, and the bar has Wifi so that I can use this borrowed computer to write my term papers while being thoroughly sotted. Thank God for Metafilter, dark beer and the holidays! And God help me come up with a term for missing people I haven't ever met in person.

post by: klangklangston at: 18:09 | 15 comments

Sleep it off sailor.... you'll hate us all again in the morning ;-)

posted by Doohickie 13 December | 18:17

we love you too klangklangston.

And you don't need RL friends. You don't. Touch the screen, feel how warm it is. That's the internet's love for you. Just stay a while longer. Know you'll never need anything else. You'll never need anyone else. They all hate you anyway. They talk about you. We'd never do that. We're your real friends. Not them, us. You'll never need anything else

*starts singing a song about bicycles built for two*

posted by seanyboy 13 December | 18:17

*whuffles klang, steals sips of beer*

posted by Specklet 13 December | 18:28

seanyboy, stop swingin' that gold pocketwatch... I'm not hoppin' like a bunny no matter what you say... wiggle my ears, but no hoppin'...

I can't call Jonmc when my car has been towed.

Says who? Course, if you're more than 50 miles away, we charge extra. : )

posted by Pips 13 December | 18:29

I don't have Jonmc's phone number, Pips.

Christ, they can tell I'm drunk, but when I say I want another beer, they just bring it to me, the bastards.

posted by klangklangston 13 December | 18:52

(And I'm shitting commas.)

posted by klangklangston 13 December | 19:00

When periods start comin' outta yer colon, then you should worry.

posted by It's Raining Florence Henderson 13 December | 19:04

I don't have Jonmc's phone number, Pips.

Ah, good point. Well, if you'd like it, just ask. I happen to know it. ; )

(Also, I'm way too sober.)

posted by Pips 13 December | 19:04

There are far more remedies for sobriety than drunkeness.

posted by klangklangston 13 December | 19:32

Yes, but there's a hole in my plastic bag.

posted by Pips 13 December | 19:40

Yes, but there's a hole in my plastic bag.

/me scratches head...

posted by Doohickie 13 December | 23:28

*hugs the now-hungover klangklangston, brings him apple juice*

posted by taz 14 December | 01:13

Touch the screen, feel how warm it is. That's the internet's love for you.

posted by safetyfork 14 December | 14:39

I am impressed by how well you can type whilst inebriated. I am sober, yet I must backspace and correct myself too much. My hands can't keep up with my head!

posted by redvixen 14 December | 20:48

I'm a much better typist while drunk. I don't even look at the keys.

posted by klangklangston 22 December | 11:56

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