Are you a twit, too?

With the recent technological social additions in my life, someone asked me if I have a Twitter page. Now, for those of you who don't know what Twitter is, think of a blog with posts one sentence long, that you post to several times a day to let people know what you're thinking.

An example of my "tweets" (I think they should be called "twits") today would be something like this:

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Lunch time, time to goof around on the internet and eat Wendy's again. 1:43 PM July 31, 2008
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Who the hell put the dead snake on the lobby floor? 11:50 AM July 31, 2008
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Internet broke again... boss is ticked.. 11:17 AM July 31, 2008 sent from txt
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Counted three people on the second floor wearing tracking anklets. 10:27 AM July 31, 2008
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GET OUT OF THE FAST LANE, IDIOT! 8:12 AM July 31, 2008 sent from txt
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(By the way, every one of those is true.. times are approximate)

So, my question is, why? I have enough trouble finding interesting stuff to BLOG about, let alone update every 20 minutes. Who reads this crap? Also, whoever put the snake in the lobby PUT IT BACK after we got rid of it...

Happy Canada Day!

That's right. It's Canada Day. I order you all to eat Kraft Dinner, Play hockey, and smoke legal pot all day. GO!

Welcome to the 21st Century....

So, we all know I'm a techno-junkie, but there are a few things I've held out against. I still do avoid many of them, because they're evil, (cough - myspace - cough) but there are two that I've recently given in to:

Text messaging
I've never been against text messaging per se, but I never understood those that would text all day. I'm starting to get it. I've sent more texts in the last two weeks than I have in the last two years. There's something fun about having a conversation with friends over the course of a day while at work. I also find that I'm much more witty in these texts than I am in person.

Facebook
I know, I know. I told you all to stay away from it. I told you I'd never do it. When one of my old roommates saw me on there, he said: "Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa. This is blowing my mind! Jeremiah Jackson on a social networking site rife with possible viruses! .. I think I felt my brain just break."
Yeah, well. I decided that Facebook, while having the potential of being as evil as MySpace, isn't actually evil, and potential is not enough to judge something. After all, I have the potential to go to Hell, yet I still hope people treat me like a good person. And I was sick of everyone being on there and not me.

So yes, Jer has joined the masses using this techno-stuff. Hope I don't have to call support to figure out how to use it... maybe I'll ask Jon

Judi's Tag

A little, late, but this is for my big sis:

3 joys
1. Sleeping in
2. Unexpected calls from friends
3. Trying something new, especially food I haven’t had before


3 fears
1. Remaining single past 30
2. Clowns
3. Chuck Norris Quotes


3 goals
1. I want to retire a millionaire
2. Raise a family
3. Learn to skydive


3 current obsessions/collections
1. Hats. It’s died down, but I have an extensive hat collection.
2. Movies. Gotta go with Judi on this one. Love movies.
3. Music. I’m working hard to actually organize my huge music collection.


3 random surprising facts about me
1. I can’t distinguish most shades of yellow from white
2. I like to photoshop pictures of my workmates to look like superheroes
3. I can whistle four ways: through my teeth, through my tongue, through my lips, and through my nose.

I think I've worn out my welcome on tags, so I'm not tagging anyone with this.

Women.

I watched Much Ado About Nothing last night with some friends. This made me think of the last post:

Benedick:
One woman is fair, yet I am well; another is wise, yet I am well; another virtuous, yet I am well;
but till all graces be in one woman, one woman shall not come in my grace. Rich she shall be,
that's certain; wise, or I'll none; virtuous, or I'll never cheapen her; fair, or I'll never look
on her; mild, or come not near me; noble, or not I for an angel; of good discourse, an excellent
musician, and her hair shall be of what colour it please God. Ha!