My Twittered Life
The weather is turning toward nice with cool sunny days ahead. Hopefully I’ll get to step outside every now and then. Otherwise I’ll be in my basement office, tucked away in a corner of the back dungeon, hunched over a keyboard as my fingers play a crescendo that will last 11 days. Lots of thinking, organizing, and writing to come in the next week and a half as I wrap of requirements of classes.
It’s not like I haven’t wanted to blog lately. Funny how many times I’ve opened a window and stared at a blank blog post.
But look at me lately, twittering away in 140 characters posts. Let’s look at some of these recent tweets:
…My brain is ready for summer break but knows it is just an illusion. It isn’t really a break as much as a short delusion.
At nearly 140 characters, this was one of my first attempts at tweet poetry. Notice the superb rhythm and cadence. I was thinking about how summer has a totally different feel when it is sandwiched between two equally long (actually longer) periods of time of intense academic focus. Whether a person is in school, summer is just a season. Our minds give it more significance when washed with thinking from past and future.
…hanging out in the student lounge, folding brochures to hand out in class and eating some triscuits.
I tweeted this when, well…it says when. The brochures were for a group project I worked on called, Bblis. The lounge was busy. I noticed some classmates come in during this time that paced around a bit looking for a place to sit. Every seat was taken. There was room on the couch if this young woman would have been willing to raise herself from a prone position.
…sitting in class near an open window on the 4th floor…a squirrel just walked by on the ledge. i think i was the only person who saw it.
Just 3 hours prior I had been sitting in my online communities class and there was that event with the squirrel. Funny that I turned to Twitter to share it.
…is thinking about making some cinnamon rolls for Easter breakfast.
And this one was how I spent Easter morning. I treated myself and W. to some oven-baked cinnamon rolls. I took some heat for this one during a meeting yesterday wherein one of my co-workers (yet unconvinced if Twitter has any value to the world) took issue with the meaninglessness of knowing what I was making for breakfast. Then don’t follow me on Twitter I said…
And with that, I’m off to work.
Image: I took this the other day during lunch. The cats were happy and sleepy pinned down by the sunbeams.
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Your cat is gorgeous! And I’d follow you on Twitter!
I have been hearing a LOT about Twitter on the morning TV in the past couple of weeks. I always laugh as people like Ellen D. or the hosts of GMA talk about what it is, and how they don’t get it. I think..”SPIKE has been twittering forever! Must be grad students in SI are ahead of the game!” LOL!
PS: I like the line about cats being held down by sunbeams. A lot. Good visual.
Aren’t you done with school yet? For this semester I mean?