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Ugh, was practically unconscious half the day yesterday. Hate it hate it hate it. But I’m feeling better today, fortunately:)

How Twitter will change the way we live (@yahoo news) Another interesting article on twitter, this one also links to the future, and how the social networking tools we use today aren’t just marginal fads, but are also shaping our future (even for those who are not on the twitter-bandwagon), our news distribution, advertising, etc.

Social networks are notoriously vulnerable to the fickle tastes of teens and 20-somethings (remember Friendster?), so it’s entirely possible that three or four years from now, we’ll have moved on to some Twitter successor. But the key elements of the Twitter platform – the follower structure, link-sharing, real-time searching – will persevere regardless of Twitter’s fortunes, just as Web conventions like links, posts and feeds have endured over the past decade. In fact, every major channel of information will be Twitterfied in one way or another in the coming years.

Now for some soaps. Fuck, this storyline is so pushing all the right buttons for me right now, and they haven’t even kissed yet! Seriously, it was the highlight of my week, tragically enough (which I suppose tells you more about the level of excitement in my life right now than it does about the show, but anyway)

(Yeah.. I stole these gifs offof somebody’s lj. Sorz!) And I could probably defend this preoccupation sort of semi-intellectually, but I promised myself I’d stop defending the things I like (that’s hard for me, damn it!), and honestly the most important reason I watch it is that it makes me all kinds of mushy happy. They’re holding hands – I melt. They’re gazing longingly into each other’s eyes for an unnaturally long period of time (because they do that on soaps) – I melt. Hugging – melt. OMG she’s kissing her hand and stroking her face!! – puddle of goo on the floor. And I mean, it’s progressing so slowly it’s ridiculous sometimes. Just look at that last gif, how is that not a lead-up to a kiss? Really now! But I don’t really care, it doesn’t really matter as long as I still go all mushy over hand-holding. Yeah I’m good. No need to rush.

What’s your guilty completely legitimate pleasure du jour?

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