Despite the profoundly annoying name, I've belatedly joined del.ici.ous, which has added a few more column inches to the sprawling mess on the right. I need to edit my blogroll, but I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings. Actually, I don't mind hurting anyone's feelings, but I don't want them to show up in the Comments box and express those hurt feelings in front of everyone, forcing me to explain my actions. It's all so terribly un-British.
At first, I was tempted to turn the whole thing into a Blog List (which, for non-Blogger bloggers, is a page element that shows when selected sites have been updated - 9/10ths has got one, between his Last.fm and his labels), but I thought better of it. Partly because it takes up even more space than a bog-standard blogroll; but also because the bloody thing's become deeply annoying, even before I've installed it. The thing is, I'm using a Technorati feed that tells me when someone else links to my own blog. Now, as people have started including Cultural Snow on their Blog Lists, I get notified several times over every time I've updated my own blog. Which, in the hierarchy of utility, is about as helpful as receiving a txt msg every time I go to the toilet.
And of course I'm worried about hitting the wrong button and deleting the whole blog, or (worse) making it look like a MySpace page.
Gah. When I started this bloggety lark, I thought it would just be like writing a diary. I seem to spend more time twiddling with Twitter and LibraryThing and all the other gubbins than I do actually recording my erudite musings here. Count yourselves lucky.
So why bother? A fear of being left behind? A fear of becoming invisible? A fear of becoming this guy?
(Thanks to Dick Headley for that.)