I don’t dislike other people, I just don’t care to talk to them. I thought I didn’t have to. On my home computer, I have one online identity (Jason), on my work computer I have another (Francis), on my tablet one more (Fred), and on my phone, just one more (Lisa). Each has their own e-mail and an account on Facebook, Tumblr, and Twitter. Each identity talks only to the other three and sometimes to themselves. Is there a medical term for a projected personality that talks to itself, which is like talking to yourself once removed? Francis invited Jason and Lisa over to play cards last weekend. Fred got kinda pissed he was left out. But they didn’t really get together to play cards–unless you count the solitaire I played, in which case, Fred was there even though he didn’t get a public invitation. Fred asked me if he had a right to be pissed, but I try to stay out of these things. I mean, directly, that is. I think. Once, I wanted Lisa to be able to call Francis and discuss some guy troubles she was having, but I only have one phone line and there’s been a pay freeze at work, so I really couldn’t justify financing another line. Besides, what would I have done… stood there with a phone to each ear and changed my voice? That’s just ridiculous. Jason and Fred e-mail each other the most and they have these really long, deep philosophical discussions about what it means to be a man in today’s world. I’m almost proud of how honest they are, but I also like that they don’t let their emotions get the best of them. Honest and feeling, but confident and strong. They even found closure on the brief romance that Francis and Jason had–Fred had been in denial about his jealousy, but he finally put it on the table and that’s all in the past.

Lately, though, Lisa has been tweeting with strangers. I don’t like the way she’s branching out from the group. Maybe I’m vaguely uncomfortable with her deceiving “real” users. But maybe she’s only corresponding with other fake personas. Yesterday, there was a bit of a family emergency and I spent the entire day at the hospital with my sister. No access to the web, nor any sort of phone reception. That meant that the gang was not able to talk. Man, were they pissed. The thing is, I tried to explain it to them today. Individually. But they’ve changed their passwords and they’ve blocked me from seeing their profiles and none of them are returning my e-mails…

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