Every once in awhile I find myself drawn into an elaborate network of design related sites. I'm talking about the sites on which the Pixel rules all. The sites on which an exhausting, uber-trendy, you're-a-consumer-just-by-looking feel pervades; on which active forums, reviews, and shoutouts are constantly being absorbed into new relationships, like water drops running down a window; and links. Usually many links. In text format, banner/button format, chase-the-vectorbased-ironic-character-around-the-screen format. Links. And this is where I get sucked into their world. Their, them. 'Them' being the talented bit-herders of the 'web. I can't fathom how these people going about all of this. I mean, of course I can imagine the path of curiosity and discovery that an individual might have taken in order to get to a high level of design, and authoring competency, but the entire...organism/structure/network that results when thousands of creative minds have access to eachother so directly astounds me. I've been online since '95, I should be getting at least accustomed to all the choice, all the potential. But I'm not. Not at all. It really does tire me out sometimes. I wonder if, a generation from now, kids will grow up with drastically different neural connections and behaviours because of their from-birth experience with the web and its connectedness. Anyway, here are some of the sites that caught my eye this evening*:
* Tonight, or all of today, rather, was supposed to be devoted to writing my Edu.Pych term paper (Kyra, aren't term papers supposed to be worked on throughout the term? Not a couple of days in advance of the due date? Shut it, Rhetorical Question Poser. I don't want to hear from you). However, said paper just wasn't happening. So, as the content of the few ClinicalPych classes I've attended has alerted me, I rationalized my way out of handing in the paper, and I am currently intellectualizing the unpleasant outcome that will surely result. Hooohhh. I really make myself sick sometimes. Thank god I can boost my average next term (because between now and then, my self-motivation and study ethic will have become so much stronger...). I'm like some sort of Taoist nightmare. Jesuschrist.
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