Thursday, 6 March 2008

'spose I never ever met you

A few weeks ago, I met a person who said "you're just like you are in your blog". There are also people I meet who speak to me like we're old friends because they read a post here and there. It's no reason to complain and this isn't a whinge.

What is interesting is that although I can not deny being high-disclosure, I am not convinced that the declarative version of me, that a blog portrays is the only Damana there is. At least that's what I hope :)


Damana's are like onions. They have layers... that'll do Donkey, that'll do.


Most reactions are positive. I've been interviewed twice in two weeks for online publications; people friend me on facebook or message me with private responses to my latest rant; and it's nice to be able to be part of the blogosphere. There are bumps in the road too - I have my very own web stalker who is too chicken to comment on my blog with a real name or contact details but can spot a "cubist, lesbian dike" when he sees one, apparently. Yes darling, you know who you are. {mike} On average it is a blast and I'll keep talking as long as it feels good.

So my thought for the hour is: Can you know someone just from their Interblag presence - blog, facebook status updates, tweets or photos from nights out taken by trigger happy friends? If you have a blog, is that you and all of you? Are the privacy freaks right or were they just born after the 70s?

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