A Study in Interactive Media and Communications.
In August of 2016 I came to a crossroads in my social media use. We were in the last few months of what is likely the most contentious presidential election in American history, families were dividing along party lines, it seemed like everyone in the entire world was mad and wanted to tell everyone else… Continue reading Reclaiming My Time
You are not Facebook's customer. You're its currency. Facebook, and every other social media platform which makes its money off of advertising dollars, is engineered to trick you into spending the most time possible on its services. Extracting eyeball minutes, the key resource for companies like Google and Facebook, has become significantly more lucrative than… Continue reading Digital Puritanism Keeps Us Locked in Limbo
When I was fifteen I was diagnosed with a thyroid disorder that eventually resulted in a thyroidectomy at 31. A fun fact that you may not know... thyroid disorders can lead to memory loss (or brain fog) that mimics low-grade dementia. Ergo, I am a list person and a notes person. I write everything down… Continue reading Project Management Software: Now with more time sucking features than ever!
An old friend came by this week and ended up taking up so much of my time that I now feel very under-the-gun about my school work. Procrastination[proh-kras-tuh-ney-shuhn, pruh‐] nounthe act or habit of putting off or delaying, especially something requiring immediate attention. This week was challenging. My workdays were full and by the time… Continue reading Old Habits Die Hard
I used to be the best sleeper in the world. When I was little, I could fall asleep anywhere, including in the bleachers at high school basketball games amidst all the cheering and stomping and sneakers squeaking that bounced off the gymnasium walls. My mom marveled at my ability and was very pleased I hadn't… Continue reading Breaking News: Checking Instagram 23 times per night may affect sleep quality.
Yesterday I was telling my husband a story. "Wait... who said that?" he asked, so I repeated myself. I continued on for a moment before he said "Wait... why was your teacher talking about that?" And I said "no... my mom was telling me about that." After a third, similar interruption, I realized trying to… Continue reading The world through tech-colored glasses
