Me? I'm a technophile. And I'm currently going through a breakup, I left my companion of 7 years for a young, attractive socialite.

Posterous.

Like blogging 3.0 (as SpringPad to GTD). I think I like you. A lot, actually. So; I should show blogger some respect, and break it off officially. We have taken everything from blogger. We copied it's opinions, behaviours, comments - hell, we even forwarded ourselves not only all of his mail, but redirected all his guests too. I'm sorry blogger, and I hate to say it - but you've put on weight too, I just don't find you attractive anymore. So bye bye my baby blogspot.

Blogger, we've had good times. But it's time to move on. Maybe we'll meet again in the future somehow. But over the last few years, we've grown further and further apart. Times change, *I* change. I ended up looking elsewhere for what you couldn't provide. My needs changed and you didn't even seem to notice.

I've been spending time on tumblr. Sorry, I should have told you sooner. I've been with tumblr for quite some time now actually. Sometimes I've even pretended you were tumblr, to try and claw back the glory days, to relive the days of our youth.

But I think it's best we don't see each other for a while, blogger. So please; don't call, stop emailing me, everything. It's over. We're over.

Tumblr? You've been letting me down recently, and I know I wasn't the only one you did. Have you heard what twitter's been saying? You kept not being there when I needed you. You didn't let me know when you'd be gone, and then - you turn up and act like nothing happened. Posterous wouldn't do that tumblr; even blogger was better than that.

But I already miss the way you let pages just redirect anywhere. Things like that remind me how thoughtful you can be. Posterous can neglect that part of me. But posterous keeps promising change. And so far the promises have been kept. You two would like each other actually, I'm pretty sure. I'll see if I can hook you up.

Breakups suck.