Insult to injury...

Hmm.... I have been thinking again. Oh good lord, what now? Actually I have been pondering this for quite some time, but as usual, never figured I would actually write something about it. So... here I go. In regards to Facebook, Twitter, and there's another one but I can't remember what it is, whatever... this thing called "Social Networking".  Wait... hold on a sec... have to do a rewind here... 

So I used a computer at work for say.... twenty years? Didn't know what Facebook was until two years ago. Didn't know what a Blog was until last year. Still don't know what Twitter is (for). Tweets for twits? I didn't have a personal computer at home until last December. On January 1st this year, everything in my life was in hiatus. In the middle of a "gray" period, I started a blog, with no intention whatsoever of expressing or sharing little bits of me. Then why did I start it, you might ask. Exactly. (This word must be spoken in same tone as Christophe Lambert in Mortal Kombat.)

I don't have a lot "on" my mind per se, but I do have a lot "in" my mind. There is a subtle, or not so subtle, difference between the two, depending on who you are. I know that I am not, nor shall I ever be a Facebooky or Twittery type person.  If I am not a "Social Networky" personality in real life, why would I want or need to be one online? My blog is like my tank, or perhaps my personal urban assault vehicle.  I was armoured up, motoring along, ran out of gas, got fueled up and am now heading into unknown terrain...again. Now I find that every once in a while, I'll pop the hatch and zing you. So, what does this all boil down to? I don't play well with others? I run with scissors?

I think a mathematical comparison is in order:

I have two (2) email accounts, one for the real world me, and one for the wireless world me.

I received a total of Twenty-one (21) emails.

One (1) was to the real world me.

Twenty (20) were to the wireless world me.

Fifteen (15) were junk.
Three (3) were notifications of comments on my blog.
Two (2) were notifications of comments on other blogs.
(This doesn't take a rocket scientist.)

To add insult to injury, one of those emails was this:

When reading it, keep in mind that it came to my email address of spockgirl@...   Now, this is by far the most poorly written piece of junk that I have ever received.  That being said, if, for some Godforsaken reason, it is an actual person, then I fear for this girl's life, seriously. Clearly, English is not her forte, nor perhaps is it her first language. I have blocked out the name and email address because, even though it is only an image on my blog, it is now by default, an image on the internet. Sure, reading it the first time made me laugh, but, if you step outside the box for a moment and think of her as a real person, it is a scary thought on so many levels. This isn't the usual "Russian" girl seeking Penpal, and the email address has first and last name as well as 2 digits, which are probably indicative of her birthyear. If I am correct, she is NOT a minor, but as I said, it is still scary. On the other hand, maybe there's some sad, lonely schmuck who might reply to it. Would that be considered beautiful or sad?