The internet: how far is too far?

Hiya.
It's been a long time as I have not been arsed.

I could, if I tried, be a lot more on it with this blogging lark.
What I really need to do is link my Facebook to my Twitter to my blog, do another blog for serious stuff and keep this one for pissing about, get a phone with a decent camera to take more pics to post up, start reading a thousand and one other blogs and websites in order to cut and paste every banal titbit of "interesting news" that is posted on them then disappear up my own arse a bit more and spend my entire life sat at a computer on the internet or looking at my smartphone twittering my life away instead of actually living it. "Promote yourself even though you have nothing to promote, raise your profile so more people are aware of you" seems to be a lot of folk's remit but for what?

It's all a bit much isn't it and before you take this as being snobbish please understand I am fully aware that I am as guilty as anyone else. I get sucked in by every trend that you get sucked in by, I just don't take it as far as some.

For example, go on a random Facebook page and check out a typical night on the tiles. What used to be a normal weekday night at the pub with some mates has now evolved into some monstrous special occasion that needs to be documented at every stage by at least half the people there lest it be forgotten forever. People need to know what you did and where you went and what you drank and who you kissed and how shit you were at dancing and which sweaty, pseudo-mid orgasm face you tend to pull when you have had a few and someone fires a flash into your retinas. I swear these fuckers spend more time taking pictures of each other than they do drinking, talking or dancing and every photo taken is uploaded, captioned and tagged within four minutes of the party animal/biographer getting through their front door.

Do we want to see pictures of you getting ready to go out? No.
Do we want to see pictures of you in the pub toilets post piss? No.
Do we want to see pictures of you at the bar getting served? No.

We should all try and have an old school night out once in a while where nobody is allowed a digital camera or mobile/internet enabled cameraphone and you are only allowed to arrange a time and a place to meet up either face to face or using a land line (how in the name of sweet fuckery did we ever manage that one?).

If during said traditional night you have such a great time that you genuinely need people to be aware of the fact, you have to go to a payphone and call everyone you vaguely know then describe to them one by one, using the same short sentence, exactly what you are doing and why you felt the need to tell them. Does that feel silly and pointless? Well that is what you are taking time out to do every time you go out now motherfuckers! The fact it has been made easier doesn't make it any less sad.

Maybe with the pressure to perform no longer present we could all relax and have a really nice night out.