Empty Cage

Facebook being basically the most important thing in the world, and accumulating 10 thousand friends basically being the equivalent to winning at your social life, it never fails to entertain me when the yearly purges go down and everyone’s status is something to the effect of “Wow, deleted a hundred of you suckers, feels so nice.”

Everyone clamors to these statuses (statii) to rejoice in their continued window into said person’s inability to realize that lolcats is just not, nor ever was, a particularly funny thing. Or, you know, whatever you do with the almost friends you keep on facebook. The ones where it would be weird to delete them, but who interest you in no way. Maybe some mutual friends are holding you back.

As the kind of girl who is doing a constant pruning of the old friend list, and never announcing it I always find it sort of a weird ritual. I mean, if we’re friends, I generally know we’re friends and you don’t have to tell me I made the cut I can figure that much out for myself, you know, by being your friend and stuff. Still seeing your status update? Thumbs up, sailor. Not? Well, I probably won’t miss them that much either.

Which brings me to whatever thesis my unslept mind is going for. Recently, someone who I would very barely call an acquaintance posted one of these statuses on facebook and I was shocked. We had met once, for five minutes, if that. Our mutual friends are all peripheral people who I know exclusively through student politics and rarely see in a setting other than yelling and meetings. And here I had made the cut! Wow!

Of course, my snide side kicked in and posted something snarky to the status which should guarantee my loss of the “coveted” friend slot, but I found it amazing. Obviously someone was not screening too carefully. But I think it says something more about the practice of a big purge. If you’re going for broke, go for broke. Because you can damn near guarantee that some asshole like me is reading and looking to ruin your day.

Food for thought.

I haven’t slept, maybe this is where the majority of the dickishness is coming from, hurray!

Being a boring person is absolutely the pits. Yeah, here I am, blogging. But what was that whole firm resolve to post more frequently? That’s what I thought.

I’m being hired to do webstuff again, which is really nice, because my brain is about to go into rigour mortis. I miss the days when summer wasn’t the worst thing that could happen to me. Also maybe hired to write things. This could get messy.

And I’m back on that new domain name kick again. Maybe archive everything here now, and start afresh. Like, okay, keep it all because I’m a squishy sentimental freak, but try a blag without so much baggage.

Because there is some truly terrible stuff here. Like writing that I shouldn’t have committed to the webs. To be fair, I started this blog, what, three or four years ago — I was still a teeanger.

And Mad Hattery needs to be finished and not glossed over.

But at least I now have tumblr. Hah. Accomplishment. Not.

Okay, well here we go again. Who was it that originally said that 90% of blogging is apologozing for not blogging? Come to think of it that might have been me, I tend to forget when I quote myself.

That said, it’s not just me making myself feel better by saying that I have been asked what happened to my blog. (And my sentence structure). The queries have truly been slowly trickling in creating a small guilt monster. And since I have all but abandoned all web projects, played the ‘too busy’ card until I’ve convinced myself I am too busy. I was in fact so guilty that when renewal time came around I almost ‘forgot’ to rebirth this little monster. Especially, since people saying things like ‘Oh, I follow your (totally inactive) blog’ was starting to make me feel dirty.

But I think I’ve decided to give her one more try. (I say like I mean that– and not I’ll quit after a day but come crawling back in 8 to 10 months). I have a bad habit of being super addicted to the idea of being the owner of a website, more than I like to maintain things. Bad Kae. Bad.

Wow this entry is awesome for brain being completely disjointed.

I’ve been trying to straighten my affairs on the web, and stuff that is so old and crusty I should be ashamed of myself is going into an archive folder on my external hard drive, and being pulled off the interwebz. Madhattery is going to be made into an actual portfolio, so when people ask about my profile I don’t have to lie, and the blogging from there is going to migrate here. Here may or may not get a new domain name. I think a change is in order but the public outcry (yes, not just my mom) is that this fits me. Other people know me better than I know myself. One thing is for sure if you want ‘Kae and/or CaitlinBagg.com’ bitch is all yours. The last thing I want is to cement to the whole internet that I want to be identified as BAGG. Also, posts where I nerd out about things that are incomprehensible are going to be hacked out.

What I’m saying is, I’m alive. Seriously. And I like to write.

Oh god, I just committed myself to layout design. I’m going to cry.

EDIT:

Yes, this means any post with the sole purpose of apologizing for not writing is going to be banished from the internet, you lucky internet.

I blame the busy semester, but keeping websites up to date seems to be difficult to keep sort of promises.

I’m thinking of taking some of the “highlights” from Empty Cage and posting them here. It’ll make for weird arse continuity, since the blog was started last month, but hey, pay no attention to that woman behind the curtain. Plus, there are quite a few posts there that would fit in better here since they’re more about thoughts then ‘i am using the internet because I can’

Maybe with a referencing system.

Christ my web network is getting more and more intricate every stupid day.

I think I’ve probably made it pretty obvious by now that I am a lazy web designer if not properly kicked into action either by guilt or exclusively due to complete indignation. I’ve been known to approach websites in waves, and get extremely hung up in the design phase. This probably explains why Hattery has been sporting the always svelte Kubrick layout for over a week now. I was sort of on to something at one point, but got crippled when I realized I left the navigation out.

So, I decided a post that involved an excuse was in order while I stall my way through getting something halfway to decent up on these fine internets. To be fair, the two other domains that moved onto my hosting onto the Christmas Break (that being Amber and Emma’s websites) have both also not yet emerged, so I’m not the only slow butterfly in the family.

As for another excuse, I also started classes this week and have been forced to run around the University of Ottawa’s campus like a maniac for a few days. I’m trying to think of more excuses but I’m at a loss. I also have to get a bus pass which reminds me of a rant that I feel bubbling in my stomach on those cold Ottawa mornings when I have to wait for the number five bus to trumdle along.

I am starting to suspect there is no 5.

So, wonderful internet, I bet you’re a bit confused now given that I now have two domains: EMPTY-CAGE.NET and MADHATTERY.NET as my Godaddy CP loudly states. And you must be thinking: ‘Gee Kae, you really needed two domains to ignore that badly did you?’ I will of course then scoff at you, and probably very secretly hate you forever. No, not really, but as usual there is method in my madness.

For the past, say, six or seven months I’ve been at a bit of a web crossroads. I’ve been fairly self concious about my websites, my blogging style and all that. All the little projects I throw together and then ignore, fanlistings coming to mind, and basically all the experimental little things that clog Empty Cage. I’m an ideas person and when a good one comes along I jump on top of it and have been known to find the follow through difficult.

Any ways, recently I agreed to do some contract work with my friend’s website company since we being fellow philosophers like to complain about things like real jobs when he asked if there was any of my stuff that he could see, and I realized I was a bit bashful to show him anything since it’s all pitched together in thirty minutes for shits and giggles. It’s kind of gone down hill since Europe, hee hee. And so that’s when I decided it was time to divorce these two parts of my brain.

What will the split entail? Well, MadHattery is going to be taking my blog insofar as I am not talking about updating websites or learning strange new things about Enth3. It’ll have more ‘polished’ writing than EC ever suffered. I’m using polished here in a loose sense, it is still going to be my usual tongue-in-cheek self. It’ll also look really nice and be sort of a ‘resume type thing’ Basically Hattery is taking all my eloquence.

In return EC gets all of my fun, it’ll be what it’s always been. A bunch of hack-job websites that I update sporadically but love to pieces when I do. All old blogs will stay here and I plan on keeping this place pretty frequently updated with all the strangeness that grows on my brain. I’m actually looking forward to this split.

Basically, if you’ve never read one of my updates in the “internet” category and you actually have me bookmarked for that rare yet comical interlude I’m going to urge you to change your bookmarks to MadHattery. If you’re really here to see me build a character fansite that flops a few hours later stick around, more of that to come.

So this is not goodbye or anything like that, in fact, if anything I suspect this place is going to pick up.

Okay, I’m up to episode six, and damnit, I am trying to study so hard, but this series is something bloody else. It is what Anime should be — fewer people screaming at each other and more people contemplating the god of the internet Wired.

How have I missed this before? It’s just my cup of tea. And thanks to it being my cup of tea I am going to fail three exams.

Woo!

Well, I’ve been on one hell of a website hiatus, yes, I am sorry internet.

I’ve also been ignoring my nerdy roots so I’m downloading Serial Experiments Lain and Ghost in the Shell for some good old Anime Funtimes. I also plan on reviewing them when I get a chance so I’m not paying ten bucks a months simply to look pretty.

Also, Felicity Worthington was on the troubles list because no one has joined in over two months. Damn.

My 100th post.

Yay.