It’s been approximately 7 weeks since I wrote this post.
I tried to be a better, non-internetish sort of person. I really did.
Truth of the matter is, I love Twitter. I love it so much it hurts deep down inside.
Where else can I record a fleeting thought about some chick’s way-too-short-hoohah-baring “pants” on So You Think You Can Dance? How else will I know if Metalia goes into early labor? What if I am looking for a recipe utilizing Rotel and need an answer in milliseconds? Huh?
When I deleted my account, Twitter made it extremely clear that it was over. The account would be deleted forever and ever. However, last evening, I was informed that my account wasn’t deleted forever and ever! It could be restored with a click of a mouse!
IT WAS A SIGN. A SIGN, I TELL YOU.
So, yeah. I’m back. Just in time for SYTYCD.
(Please don’t tell my husband.)
(Although, I do have a plan for time suckage reduction. Never fear.)
metalia
June 2, 2008 at 2:40 pmAnnnnd…just to clarify, the addiction to which I’m referring is in fact SYTYCD, and NOT women wearing hoohah-baring pants. In case that wasn’t clear.
Kerri Anne
June 7, 2008 at 7:58 pmSYTYCD is the best “reality” show ever. Second only to Project Runway, amen.
I have hereby accepted that I am even more addicted to Twitter than I am to The Regular Internet, which might not make any sense at all, but I can tweet from my phone! people. The world makes sense again.