becoming a twitterer again

There are Many questions in life that go unanswered, questions such as "why can't my mother handle her drink?" and "why doesn't my mother treat me like an adult and accept that I occasionally smoke at 23 years old?" "why have I neglected this blog for so long?" and "why do people use twitter?" Well yesterday I ‘re-signed’ up to twitter in an attempt to discover the answer to this question, the other main reason being I applied for a job where I think they probably are more likely to hire someone who tweets a lot. It’s pretty rubbish really. The bad things about twitter for me are as follows

-Its highly addictive so even though you know pretty much no one will ever read your ‘tweet’ you do it anyway thus wasting time.

-You find out things you don’t want to know.

-You get other weird ’twitter people’ like ‘The Sex Shop’ following you (well, they’re following me at least) and I haven’t looked at their profile to see what they’re about yet but it all sounds a bit sinister to me and the worrying part is now they know my name, my vague whereabouts and small details about what goes on in my life and possibly an email address to put me on some weird mailing list.

-The majority of my tweets are food related or pessimistic cynical observations or the two combined.

-It’s mainly a platform for people who bum pointless celebrities so they themselves feel like a more relevant human being on the Earth when really they’re just another nobody who sucks up to ‘celebrities’ .

So in conclusion it’s just a big ol’ waste of time really, a bit like blogspot but this is more fun

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