Why Twitter = A Junior High Hallway

So, I’ll be the first one to admit it.  I do not understand Twitter.

I got on Twitter back in 2009 because like five of my friends were on it, and they were all abuzz with how awesome it was.  I didn’t understand it, but I love new things (I was all about Facebook before Facebook was less cool, and everyone and their mother – literally – was on it), so I tried it out.

It felt like I had walked onto an alien planet.  Everyone was using punctuation where it didn’t belong (why are you using the number sign like that?).  People would shorten their words to almost imperceptible combinations of letters, which seemed to spawn a new generation of individuals who did not understand how to effectively spell anymore (I blame Twitter even though it had been degenerating for awhile).  Moreover, people would talk about things that made no sense to me, and use the damn #sign (I don’t understand what #imhere2party means) and follow things and people (including celebrities?  How do celebrities have time to tweet?).  Continue reading


On Why I Am a Baby Giraffe

But first: I have only officially had this blog for a day, but I have already:

  • Updated the header (and love it!)
  • Updated the fonts (because I HATE Times New Roman and all of the other horrible squarey fonts.  Yes, squarey is a word).  However, given that you have to see the fonts as well, please tell me if you absolutely hate the fonts and it would deter you from continuing to read, because the last thing I want is to drive away good readers.  (If you suck as a reader, I don’t care what you think.)
  • Posted thrice!  (The “Bear With Me” post counts, right?)
  • Updated my About page (but only because my site stats say that people were going there and I felt wrong having there be nothing there)
  • Continue reading