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i was admittedly late to the whole social networking revolution. i never did friendster or live journal, because i was concerned about letting other people view my "journal". like it never occurred to me that i had control over the content and what was publicly visible. like a lot of things in my life, i took the plunge on a whim. a friend sent me a my space invite in early 2007 and i figured "what the hell". i was resistant to make the great migration to facebook, particularly because i didn't like the idea that every time i did something, it got announced like a news extra on the walls of everyone i'd become friends with. but i've made my peace with it. and i started on twitter, which i now use as a repository for the smart-ass comments i would normally only get to make to dom. and not wanting to be caught off-guard again, i established a beach head on the shores of google+ back when there were only about ten people there. now that there are fourteen, it feels like the neighbourhood is getting all overcrowded.

but one thing i haven't been able to bring myself to use is linked in. i have an account there, which i probably can't access because i'm sure i don't remember the password. i've heard it's remarkable for professional connections, which is great if you've been responsible and pursued one main goal for your entire adult life. i haven't. what i do professionally is nothing like what i do creatively and, for different reasons, both are kind of important to me. and i continue to get network requests from people in each of the separate camps sent to my single linked in profile.

truth is, i kind of like the church and state thing i have going with workaday kate and artistic kate each having their separate spheres. and sure, there are people who enjoy both [also known as "friends"], but i know them already, and if there are more of them, i'm better off meeting them in person, rather than through a network profile that makes me look like an amorphous, schizoid blob of confusion. although i'd kind of like to have that as my professional description.

so do i complete the separation and have two completely separate profiles? do i claim to be twins? [when i first went from blonde to black hair, one person asked me if i was kate's sister and, just for an instant, i had a vision of pursuing a double life as both me and my twin, but i worked out that the constant dyeing and bleaching would exact a great toll.] most importantly, who gets custody of all my pending linked in requests, which come from friends and contacts in both worlds?

this is all very stressful for me, partly because i think about these things too much and partly because i'm looking for opportunities in both fields, which means i'm supposed to have a linked in profile. even my headhunter tells me that it would do more for me than he could, which isn't setting the bar that high, but it still seems like it might be responsible. and since it's stressful, i spend time thinking about it, not doing anything out of fear of doing it wrong and making no progress.

in 2006 i was in toronto, feeling lonely and isolated. now, i have anxiety over the challenges of categorising my imaginary friends.

on a completely unrelated note, i've had this stuck in my head all morning, so if you don't see anything from me for a while, please assume i've lobotomised myself with a melon-baller.


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