I’ve had some people ask me what my deal is with Flickr and Twitter and Facebook and blogging…and oh my god! Megan, get an effing life!
To those people I say, true, I should aquire some sort of life, which is why I’m cutting down on the blogathon that has taken over my being for the past few years and attempting to have more fun by actually “living” life, instead of writing about it. What an idea, right?
I know tons of friends that have attempted to start blogs only to have them end after a week or two of posts. It’s for a variety of reasons, but usually boils down to not having enough time, not feeling like they had anything to say, not enough readers or just forgetting the thing existed entirely. One reason this blog is updated so often is because I really do love to write. I love to put down what I’m thinking/liking/laughing at each day. I love that I can go to some random date four years ago and read about my life, a life that seems so foreign to me now.
Thank God for mini bottles of Bacardi. And thank God for Justin Timberlake. Yes, I like Justin Timberlake. Yes, I understand he’s kind of the same deal as the Backstreet Boys. And no, I don’t care. – March 2005
Well, truth be told, I’m still a fan of mini bottles of alcohol and Justin Timberlake, so maybe things haven’t changed as much as I think.
I’ll still be here, probably posting as regularly as before, but I’m giving myself permission to slack off a bit if I feel like it. The ads on this page don’t make that much money anyway, and who’ll miss me? Besides my mom.
If I haven’t posted here, you can always check my Twitter feed, which is so addicting I find myself attempting to Twitter while driving my car. Not safe, but I had to tell the world about the bumper sticker that said “My Other Ride Is Your Mom.” Just for reference, here are five of my favorite recent Tweets:
I’m stimulated by the very thought of Obama’s package, and I mean that only in the most fiscal of ways. – Paula
Who’s idea was it to make “Accelerate Your Life” the Navy’s new tagline? Doesn’t that just mean “You’ll Die Sooner” if you join the Navy? – DadGoneMad
LOD’s son is writing a rock opera called “I’d Rather Live In Someone Else’s Butt Than Go To School.” Watch your back, Sondheim. – LOD
Email from my dad: “It appears to mom and me that the signal to the undead will probably be given on Meet the Press this Sunday.” Be alert. – Looky Daddy
I’vereintroducedcaffieneintomysystemandmybrainfeelslikethis. – Maggie
My most recent Tweet says something about how much wine I drank this weekend, but it’s not that funny, so I won’t share it here. Although one time I did write a pretty funny Tweet that was basically a love letter to cheese popcorn. So there’s that.
{Oh yeah, follow me on Twitter here. Wooty woot! >>>>>>>>>>>>> Cannot believe I just said wooty woot. What the hell is the matter with me?!}
If you need me, I’ll be living. Or Tweeting.