Sexuality Happens

This is just a quick bit of amusement or explanation.

The other day, I had twittered something about wishing I could do something that involved the internet.  The lovely Mollena suggested something fancy and internet like for the phone.

And actually, when I was at Sex 2.0, many people expressed their surprise that I didn’t have either an iPhone or a Blackberry.

Here’s a little secret of mine:

I don’t have internet on my phone.

Nope. None.  I mean, I think it MAY be feasible (but it really is a piece of shit, cheaper than cheap phone, so maybe not), but I definitely don’t use it. Moreover, even if I wasn’t piss poor broke, I wouldn’t buy an iPhone or Blackberry, or any other way of having internet at my finger tips.

Why?

Because I’m trying to be good and self aware and all of that. I’m setting boundaries.

I spend, most days, between 6 and 14 hours online, depending on how much I’m working. I have to check my email multiple times per day. I twitter from my phone via text, and receive direct messages on it as well.

I do NOT need internet on my phone. I get texts on my phone, I tweet from it.  When I am away from my computer, I need to be away from my computer.  I need to set boundaries for myself.  I’d be responding to emails and twitter messages, changing my facebook status, trying to write blog posts, etc, when I was needing to be elsewhere – like grocery shopping, working not online, teaching, out with friends, having dinner, etc.

I’m not going to lie – sometimes I wish I had the ability to look up someone’s number, or googlemap something, or check details in an email when I’m out and about. If it’s really important (like when I forgot to bring a ring to Florida, and was trying to get the number for Planned Parenthood to call in a prescription for me), I’ll text/call/tweet a friend, and ask them to text me or call me with the information I need.

So yes, occasionally I missed out.  But on the other hand, I have set a boundary for myself that I know is important.  I am NOT always accessible. I am NOT always online. I am NOT constantly checking my email (which I already check at least a dozen times a day). I am able to go out to eat, to the park, to play parties, to friend’s houses, and am not tied to the interwebs.

So that’s why I’m one of the very few sex bloggers that isn’t all up to date on fancy schmancy phone technology, but other than monetarily, I have a reason for it.

-Essin’ Em