Blogging @ 10:31 am.
Procrastinating revisions @ 10:32 am.
Wondering why anybody would care about what I did at 10:31 am and 10:32 am but have posted it because now the minutia of my life is an open book.
My followers don't respond.
What is it with the followers, anyway? Aren't they supposed to be there? Responding? REACTING?
WTF???
10:34 Don't care.
And I'm bored with myself.
Yep.
I've jumped into the world of Twitter. Honestly, I don't really get it
and because there are about three people in this whole world that read
my notes, I won't be offending too many twitterers. Or whatever those
who tweet are called. Though I can see the advantage to something like
Twitter, I can't help but feel it's absolutely absurd, but one of those
things we're all supposed to do. Because it's "the thing."
Certainly, people follow interesting people. And considering the comments I get on
my mundane, pretty lame, oh-shit-I-need-to-tweet updates, I'm not one
of the interesting. Not remotely.
Regardless, I'm in. I'm tweeting. And though I supposedly "follow" lots of people, I honestly can't be bothered to read the updates, either.
10:38 am wondering what this world is coming to.
10:43 am -- finished my tea. It's a diuretic, right? Uh-oh
2 comments:
I'm with you on the Twitter. I have an account, yet haven't Tweeted once.
I like your blog :-) didn't know you had one.
I'm not sure Twitter can even make the interesting people seem interesting, but maybe that's just me.
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