The Beginner's Guide to Twitter

Over Christmas Break, I was talking to a good buddy of mine from high school.  The conversation was going swimmingly, until I got a suden vibration on my phone.  Because I truly respect the etiquette of interpersonal conversations, I whipped it out (THE PHONE, YOU DISGUSTING LITTLE SHIT) and checked it, hoping that it was a text from a pretty lady.

I wasn't completely wrong.  It was a very pretty lady who wrote it.  There was only a slight problem.  It was a Twitter update.  As I put my phone back into my pocket, my friend revealed a deep, dark secret:

Yeah, the artwork today is top-notch, folks.  It's one of the many nights I spend laying awake in the dimply lit dorm room, the gears of my mind whirring away as I write quips into a notebook, hoping to share my quirky wisdom and enlighten people to the ways of the world.

Okay, it's really not that poetic.  I'm just up late thinking about making Pizza Rolls.

Mmmm... Pizza Rolls.

But where was I?  Oh yeah.  Twitter.

Post-Awesome-Blogpost Disorder: A Medical Definition...ish

If there’s one thing that I absolutely love, it’s blogging.  There’s something about sharing my deepest, darkest, personal thoughts to an anonymous crowd at various locations throughout the world, some of which you don’t even know personally that just really speaks to me.  I really enjoy the atmosphere that most blogs bring.  That being said, I have some bad news.

I’m quitting.