Twitter is Blowing Up!

Posted by Susan Walsh on Feb 9, 2009 in Girl Talk, Tidbits |

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For the last month, I’ve been trying to wrap my mind around Twitter, and I still haven’t totally figured it out. I’m still super lame at it. But the more I poke around, the more fun stuff I find, and the more fun people I find. There’s a website called favrd.com, and it’s all about tweets (messages) that have been favorited by tweeps (twitter people).

So nice to have him home, snuggling all morning in bed, the big spoon to my little spoon and OH MY GOD STOP BREATHING ON ME.

OMG GUYS! ROFL! REMEMBER LAST NIGHT? …I don’t.

There is no shortage of Waffle Houses and XXX adult superstores on I-65. Unrelated: my hands are sticky.

You should be the President Pro Tem. Of my pants. #wonkpickuplines

Being a sober queer girl at a frat bar is weird. They want to fuck me, smack me, then have me drive them home. Just like every other girl.

Two hours getting ready followed by four hours in three-inch heels. Doing the addition, there should be a nine-inch penis in me now.

I want a chick that’s kind of down on her luck right now and maybe lost her teeth in an accident. But, you know — still pretty in the face.

Hi, pretty girls? It’s Katie. Y’know how you can get someone to please your vagina whenever you want? Okay, now remember Barney? SHARE.

I really need to go to bed. If ‘go to’ is ‘get’ and ‘bed’ is ‘laid’ that is.

I just turned down a booty call in favor of a slice of cold pizza and The History of Sex on TV. My vagina is making its frowny face at me.

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