Post pretty dresses, Kat!

I need to go to bed.

I almost forgot the marvelous Simon Pegg and his alter Jet Bike Steve! Two Twitter favorites.

I had no idea Matthew Gray Gubler was tweeting! Must fix that.

Canada has fighter planes?

Err. Is this a serious question or a funny that fell flat?

Loads of fun people tweet. It's always weird for me to bounce around other people's follow lists.

I have decided I am kinda rubbish playing msbelle in the kitchen because if I am not using it, I likely dont' like it. A few successes but more things that I realize were bad purchases.

But! I am awesome playing the same game with bathroom stuff. Lotion, samples of shampoo, soap trials, rolls of floss... I honestly go through the end of something every single day. It's fantastic. Plus I have used up all of the deodorants (I have a thing where I freak out about never being able to buy a scent I am okay with, so I horde) except two. If I could stop grabbing new bottles of lotions instead, I'd be awesome. Instead I am semi-awesome.

Century Plaza

That's such a gorgeous building, Barb. Seriously one of the prettiest buildings in downtown LA.

I'm not being heartless or crazy cat lady.

P and I were talking today about what happens when I lose Kittenish. It will be horrible for me, but I realize that she's old and ill and it's going to happen... Am I heartless for being honest? No. Neither are you. And Loki is clearly going to need a tackle buddy.

Sadly for Puppycat, she's never really had a playmate and isn't going to get one. Maybe I'll get her something in the rodent family. In a habitrail.

Huh. I have been signed up for twitter for months and months, but crossed the line today and actually sent a tweet or two. Now I gotta follow people, and shit? How does this work? What app should I be using on my Android phone, I wonder.

Now I gotta follow people, and shit?

It's a slippery damn slope.

Should I send you some names to peek at and perchance follow?

Sure. I gotta work out this list thing. Segregation is the key.

Also sleep. What the hell? I need to be up for the ER in three hours, and I'm here in some sort of half-waking daze making social networking decisions. I am not social! I do not network!

I am not social! I do not network!

This is a Twitter philosophy that I can support. I feel the same. And yet? I have the damn thing. I still tend to be neither social nor networky, fwiw.

I seem to have instantly gone back to a person who can't sleep past 7am, now that I'm working in an office again. I do not appreciate that, when I stay up past midnight! Not on, body!