Was this supposed to be a parenting blog? Oops. One of these days I'm gonna separate stuff and have some cohesion. I somehow wound up with 2 new blogs because I signed up for Twitter and it would never let me post. I honestly haven't really gotten over the idea that Twitter is for 13-year old girls to exclaim that their new LashBlast is the best or very bored people to announce to potential stalkers (stalking isn't funny) that they're going to the store. I know that in real life (The Internet) that it's really pseudo-intellectuals in their early 30s, aka my peers. My real problem with Twitter is the forced misuse of language and symbols. I don't need to go into it but AT is a word, for example. That, and some Tom or Ted guy who loves G-d took TheRealTMZ at Twitter. Maybe my friends could lobby for me? Or learn something/find Jesus.
Things I am guilty of (disclaimer, this is one) regardless of my knowing the English language:
run-on sentences involving too many commas, brackets inside of brackets, unnecessary caps to infer Titles, digressions, non-sequiturs, misspelling words like author with an extra 'u' because I am that Canadian and believing that everyone has the same inane reference points as me. I laugh at my own jokes and think the same things are funny for ages. I'm fairly good at placing guest stars. I am also partial to imaginary band names, and now also titles for Children's Books.
My last warnings:
I never got over the 80s
I love TV but have only have basic cable so just talk about the same shit all the time and sound more obsessed than I even am
I edit blog entries after posting them
and I sometimes have no idea who major pop stars are and Google them and pretend to know shit 8 seconds later
Oh, and I really like 8 Mile.
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