Come home and I have 4 (four!) emails to my, uh, non mainstream account.
What could it be? I think. Responses to some of my saucy CL postings? A potential blog fan? Certainly it must be both interesting and important.
No. It was an email from someone trying to sell me an oil tanker (no, I'm not lying) and three requests for me to get on Twitter. Dude. I can hardly handle Facebook (I hate Facebook) and now I'm supposed to get on Twitter? This is what I come home to? Is it because my hair is short? Does no one have anything remotely titillating, interesting or risque to email to me? Cause this is bullshit.
You know what else is bullshit? These chips. 5 grams of fat for 32 chips? I can see why. Gag.
Yeah. So, um, I'm not getting on Twitter, but if you have anything interesting to share, please let me know.
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You didn't find my yoga postures helpful?
Please put on some sweats and a tee shirt. The corporate looking Duder is throwing me off.
Hey I had that email trying to sell me an oil tanker too. Maybe we could become business partners? Recession, what recession? This time next year we could be oil billionaires.
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