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I don't care what you're doing.

After six years of membership on Facebook, the online social networking site, I have found I really don't care about what you're doing.

Instead, my attention has shifted to something much more interesting: what you're thinking.

After spending years poring over my Facebook news feed for increasing lengths of time, I have found I really don't take as much interest in what the day-to-days are as I used to.

Now, thanks to Twitter, I can find out what most of my friends – and even other personalities – are thinking.

Instead of being bombarded by pictures of vacations and updates about damaged crops on Farmville, I am given bite-size news and information.

I can see a friend's updated stories on the ongoing political circus that emerged from the unfortunate death of Sen. Robert C. Byrd.

I can find out that WVU's own Brian Powell (@bitmapped) knows there is still a Mean Gene's Restaurant in Pendleton County, but he doesn't go there – he goes to Subway that has Wi-Fi.

I can also see WVU basketballer John Flowers (@jflow41) talk about his appreciation of a Dane Cook movie.

Limited to 140 characters, Twitter forces you to think about the content you're putting out.

True, there are moments when Twitter can devolve into the same kind of lunacy – random pictures of sock puppets on state signs and the exchange of links to videos of kittens being smacked around by other cats.

Twitter is simply the natural evolution of social media.

MySpace, which has recently suffered a long fall from grace, was once the giant. It consumed our every moment, for those old enough to even know what MySpace is.

Pages cluttered with odd animations, bizarre color schemes and "Top 8" friends dominated the social scene.

People eventually got sick of the constant, often surprising background music (normally a "Nickelback" song) that erupted from unwitting speakers.

Facebook offered something simpler – a plain, standardized website with fewer options for customizing.

With that trade-off, however, users easily knew where to go for they information they wanted.

It took the social aspect of MySpace and made less of a fuss about the way it was presented.

As a result, you could easily see what someone was up to, their recent posts and who had commented on their pages.

But now, six years after I joined, Facebook has become everything MySpace was – cluttered, full of useless information and pointless updates.

Instead of reading what someone's up to, I find myself increasingly learning about their latest hits on Mafia Wars or even a stray duck missing on a farm.

Twitter, by limiting your posts to a certain amount of letters, forces you to concentrate about what you're sharing.

Much of my feed is dominated by people I know. I subscribe to the news I want from the sources I want.

There's less clutter, confusion and 700 percent less stray ducks on farms.

Facebook, unlike MySpace, will always have a function. It has helped me rekindle lost friendships, due to distance and time.

It helps connect family members, and, yes, finding out about Farmville can provide some interest (if not some padding for a column).

Twitter, however, offers you the chance to connect with people you wouldn't ordinarily have any interaction with.

I've managed to talk to some pretty interesting people – "Doctor Who" composer Murray Gold (@MurrayGold), "Red Dwarf" star Robert Llewellyn (@bobbyllew) and even Hollywood's own Craig Bierko (@MrCraigBierko).

I've even been able to share my disgust with "The Sorcerer's Apprentice" and perform a public service by dissuading people from spending their money on it.

Given the time frame, we're only a few years away from the next big social revolution – though I don't know how much more condensed information can be past 140 characters.

More importantly, I don't know if I'll care.