Twitter Twit or Twat?

I figured I was a Twitter Twit since I don't really GET Twitter. I am not a Twitter Twit. This is a Twitter Twit. Maybe I am a Twitter Twat. Nope. Turns out this is a Twitter Twat. It seems like a convenient tool for celebrity stalkers. Or this. Eek! Or the people who break up on Twitter. I get Facebook. I get Blogs. I don't get tweeting about the annoying drivers on the freeway on your commute to work or every bowel movement or every song that plays on your iPod in one day. Someone who enjoys using Twitter please explain?

A Wise Friend's Words

Ok, so life has recently punched my family in the face. And then my friend posts this. Thank you Angelina. YOU are loved!

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"Hope rises with the sun each morning, even behind the clouds and through the rain." Some days drag and I find myself desperate for the next day to come. We are so lucky that we get to essentially start over every 24 hours and that our slumber washes away our bad moods. "Hope rises with the sun each morning." It is true.

Blog, Diary or Verbal Diarrhoea?

I suppose I can see the point of blogs, especially the ones I subscribe to. But whether I have anything to say of interest, well... I guess we will see.