i mean, i'm not married and i don't have an official boyfriend so i can't cheat. i don't have anyone to cheat on. except for like, now. i feel like i've been cheating on my blog with twitter.com. please go check it out if you don't know what it is yet. it's like a blog except not quite. after a few weeks of use, i've decided that it's a lite blog that you post one-liners to from your phone via text (from anywhere) and it's awesome. you can talk to yourself in your text messages. how cool is that?
i'm in there via rachel fitzwater. my address is below. and fyi, there's nothing to "get". once you go to the site and read some stuff, you'll be all logical and question what the h you're looking at. but don't do it. it's literally nothing. you just talk to yourself while others read it from a far and instead of composing a blog post, you can just text one in from the old cellular telephone. do it, people. it's fun.
http://twitter.com/rachelfitzwater
i want to live in the tbs show 'my boys'. pretzels are good.
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MMMmmmmm Pretzels with mustard.
ReplyDeleteOK, I'm all Twittering with excitement.
ReplyDeletetechnically, I think you can text and picture message to blogger, but I haven't tried.
ReplyDeleteI prefer hot unsalted prezels!
I think sgt is right, but it doesn't seem half as addictive as twitter.
ReplyDeleteand certainly far less clutter
ReplyDeleteRule #1. Only Twitter when drunk. :)
ReplyDeleteImportant fact. Heed it, for your own good.
ReplyDeleteWhat more, this.
ReplyDeleteWhen Dane Cook says the word 'twat', i laugh uncontrollably. All the people on the spruce goose to the coast today thought I was insane.
ReplyDeleteIt's a tough one to explain to them though, unless i just stood and pointed at the old lady who was pissing everyone off. Then they'd know.
Oh, and someone shit on the coats.