So I’ve jumped on the Twitter bandwagon. What a friggin’ time-suck. Seriously. Everything about Twitter seems ridiculous to me, yet I log on once, just to see what the big whoop is and *poof* it’s an hour later, my eyeballs are dried up raisins, and I know that Miley Cyrus just inhaled a cupcake, Sarah Silverman is even funnier that I thought, Danny Masterson has a Canadian friend who exits the car before passing gas and that Heidi Montag loves Jesus. REALLY loves Jesus. All things I totally could have died not knowing.
Or so I thought up until I registered. Now I must know. I must know everything.