This is a farewell post to , who recently deleted her journal on account of a number of things, one of which was me.

While I may not agree with her reasons, I do understand them, and it’s really sad to see that blank, white page notifying the reader of a deleted journal, instead of, say, a meatwad icon and some interesting updates.

She mentioned that I live too much of my life on the internet, which I think was once true, but no longer is. I do post a lot of things, and do a lot of communication via the internet, but that’s all it is. Communication. Pretend all you like, yes, but at the end of the day the internet is nothing if real people aren’t reading and writing, posting pictures, leaving comments, starting flamewars, meeting new people, keeping in contact with people one already knows, and on and on.

The internet is part of the way people interact in this day and age, and it’s a way in which I choose to partake. It’s not for everyone. Obviously we have a difference of opinion on the subject.

So here’s to you, Amanda’s livejournal, and backlog of life. I hope to see a return someday. Till then there’ll be an empty spot on my friends page, and one of very few names in my friends list with a sad little strikethrough.