Twitter Killed My Blog

I used to update my blog everyday. It was just a natural daily routine.

Then I became addicted to Twitter.

The stuff I used to blog about is now shortened into a 140 character tweet. I want to live in a world where my blog and my twitter are able to coexist. I can and I will make my blog and my twitter get along and play nicely.


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There are only 3 things worse than finals…

3. Crocs

2. Ponchos

1. Death

Last Year during Finals


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Once a Righty, Now a Lefty

I am converting into a lefty. Why? Because my right hand failed me and I’m stuck in this thing for 4-6 weeks. When my doctor (whose looks resembled a frog) told me to keep this thumb prison on for 6 weeks I just looked at him and said “and by 6 you mean 3, right?” he didn’t like my joke.

Whenever someone asks me what happened I change the story.

I was having a thumb war with sasquatch

I was swimming with little mermaid when a shark attacked her, I punched the shark to save Ariel

I ran into a burning building to save 14 children and tripped on my way out

Sex with a prostitute, it’s dangerous

Obama bit me.

I am an elephant trainer, an elephant sat on me.

I was in a roller derby tournament

The truth is…the true story is very boring.

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Things I need…

I need these pillows..
I need scrabble jewelry…
scrabble tile pendants
I need to eat Scrabble chocolate…
I need a lawn just so I can get lawn Scrabble…
I should have been a Scrabble tile for Halloween..

These are just a few things I need in my life.


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My Little Barista

This is Daniel and James. Two boys that I babysit. This year James decided he wanted to be a Starbucks barista for Halloween, not batman, not spiderman but a barista. When his mother asked him why he wanted to be that his reason was, “Annette likes coffee so I like coffee”

He should win a prize for the best costume. Everyone got a kick out of it.

James rocks.


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Embarrassing Moments This Week…

The following stories are true

The Sneeze
I was drinking a cup of coffee when I sneezed. I hit my nose on the coffee mug which caused my nose to bleed. Don’t worry, I didn’t get blood in my coffee.

The Mattress
I was looking for a key I thought might be hidden under my mattress. (I often sleep with important objects like keys, credit cards, glasses, or my iPhone) I lifted up the mattress to look underneath, just as I lifted the mattress over my head my weak little arms decided to give out. The mattress hit me on the head causing me to fall backwards onto my back in the middle of my room. Basically, inanimate objects are beating me up. I think they are out to get me.

The Exit
I was at a seminar, there was a guy about to get up and read for an hour from one of his novels. I decided to make an exit because the thought of him reading to me for an hour sounded painful. I casually pretended to have a phone call, got up quickly, and headed for the door. What I thought was an exit turned out to be a closet and I didn’t discover that until I was inside the closet. I couldn’t stay in there so I had to walk out of the closet in front of the entire seminar. I quickly left the room after that.


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Facebook friend requests that make you want to click ignore

My favorite song right now is by Kate Miller-Heidke. It’s funny, it’s true, we have all felt this way at some point, and it goes like this..

They say every one should have their heart broken, at least once. That that is how you grow emotionally. Well, I have been misused by many many many men, but nothing can compare to how you treated me.

At times it really felt as though the pain was here to stay. And though it’s many years ago, I feel it to this day.

And now you wanna be my friend on facebook… Are you fuckin kidding me?

All the memories are flooding back to me now. All the ways you stole the light from my eyes.
I travelled so far just to get away from you! Till this mornings friend request surprise.

At times it really felt as though I’d never smile again. You narcissistic ass hole, oh you nasty nasty man.

And now you wanna be my friend on facebook… Are you fucking kidding?

I dont wanna know what kind of cocktail you are or which member of the beatles or which 1950’s movie star. I dont give a toss if you’re a ninja or a pirate, I’d suspect you’d be a pirate but i dont wanna verify it. and I dont give a shit what your stripper name is or if your Kitty had a litter..

Look, just follow me on twitter.

I dont care about your family tree and i certainly dont want you poking me!.. again.

And now you wanna be my friend on facebook…

Click ignore.

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