I find status reports on social networking sites a rather fraught exercise. Attempting to render the essence of my being in this moment into a single sentence in such a way that won't be misinterpreted is scary. And yet, what is this blog? A compendium of the results of that same exercise more or less. And what about my fear of misinterpretation? It's not like I psychoanalyse my friends status'. My fear is silly and irrelevant, an outgrowth of my fear of judgment and inadequacy. Really it doesn't matter.