When I wake in the morning - well, let's just say "when I wake" - I percolate some coffee, hit "power" on my laptop, let the pooch outside, login to my laptop, use the facilities, pour food in the pooch's bowl, grab a cup o' joe, let pooch back inside and proceed to open my email and my Twitter account in separate windows. I need to check my email, that's a reasonable given. The multi-window tasking between Twitter and email is so that I can obsessively toggle between the two so that I miss nothing on my Twitter page.
My name is Samantha and I am a Twitter-holic.
I love to Tweet to my Tweeps in Tweetdom... that might just fit in with "I once knew a girl from Nantucket"... but I digress... Tweeting has become more fun to me than Facebook (gasp!)... I never thought that day would come. It's fast, often witty or silly, sometimes professional (rarely) and often times just plain fun. Further, the 140 character limitation to a Tweet is far from limiting - it expands ones' creative juices by pushing a Tweeter to condense, rather, to simplify. One could even go so far as to say that Twitter is the Buddha of social media because of it's simplicity. (Is that pushing it? Maybe a smidge...)
So, I ask, is it wrong to be a Twitter-holic? I suppose like any addiction, as long as it's not interfering in my daily life, work, relationships, etc. it's ok, right? I mean, people can be functional alcoholics... I can be a functional Twitter-holic. Besides, no one yet has said to me, "would you get off your damn Twitter page already and stop Tweeting!"... oh wait, actually, they have...oops... I digress again... Clearly, I possess a gift for justifying damn near anything as a positive. Is it wrong? Nope.
I am proud to call myself a Twitter-holic. Come, follow me and join the cult of my Tweeple: http://twitter.com/samanthai
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