Twitter.

I got twitter today.

In other news, I already regret getting twitter. The whole concept of twitter is still pretty silly to me, but i've been under some pressure from a Mr. Hammy Amherst (aka Graeme Harvey) to join the twit revolution.

See what I did there?

I guess now i'm a social media whore. Which has a terribly unclassy sound to it, so I'll tell people I'm a social media escort.

My life is fairly uneventful right now, other than some un-blog-worthy lesbian encounters, and arguing with some dumb girl in line for pizza about whether or not Sesame Street was pumping subliminal messages into us as children, I don't have much going on. I DID try making EasyMac with beer instead of water. Surprisingly, it tasted fucking awful.

That's all. If you want, follow me on twitter. I don't know proper protocol for referring people to my twitter account, i think there's some number signs and shit, but its "iammikerosss" - Please note that there are THREE s', because some asshole is apparently also Mike Ross.


Written while listening to this