Showing posts with label Twitter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Twitter. Show all posts

5/16/10

My Weekend of Nothingness and Everything.

This is gonna be a short one because I can't imagine it being very long. This weekend was probably one of the greatest weekends in awhile. No, it wasn't because my husband was working the entire weekend and I saw him for like 3 total hours. Kinda missed him actually. Missed him enough to visit him a few times while he worked overtime at the Wildflower festival. Saw him in the shorts they issue police officers for hot weather. Highlight of that hour I tell ya. :)



Anyway, I went to Borders on Saturday to get the autograph of my favorite author, Charlaine Harris. She writes vampire books. Now all of you know, I write. I don't write about vampires. I couldn't if I tried. It's more of a brain vacation when I read my vampire books. I don't want to write about something that I couldn't do justice. I just want to read a good fluff that makes me smile.



If I could have one wish it would be to be that author that everybody woke up early to see. I want people to hang on my every word. I want people to ask me questions about how I do what I do. I've never been one of those people that follow stars around like puppy dogs. I dabble in Twitter and follow agents but I don't kiss their ass like some of the other people on Twitter do. I just don't want to be that person. I've actually never been that person. The old saying, "The squeaky wheel gets oiled...or lubricated." I am not, nor will I ever be a squeaky wheel. If I am ever going to be a published author, it will be because I did it the hard way. The way most published authors did it.

Is that naive?

Probably. But that's just me. I won't apologize because I don't follow the ass-kissing line or do things the easy way. So did I say to Charlaine Harris that I was an unpublished author and really wanted to be her one day?

Nope. I said thank you and walked my weary way with my signed books. Because I will be her one day even if I'm old and senile. It will happen and it will happen because I did it the hard way.



Have a fantastic Monday....it'll be over soon. Or at least it's started so now all it needs to do is end. :)

If I've offended you or expressed anything you don't agree with, don't worry, I'll probably do it again.

3/7/10

You've been "purged."

Purged. A word that can prompt a visual of so many things. It's actually my favorite word to use when cleaning out my "friends" list on Facebook. I have over 200 friends on Facebook and I like to keep the number as close to 200 or under as possible. Why? Well, jeez, who can keep up with more than that? I don't get off on having friends. I'm comfortable in my real friendships. I don't need a pat on my back with the amount of friends I display on Facebook. Twitter is a whole other subject though. I have 60+ followers. That makes me happy. I wish more people followed my blog too. I know y'all read it but if you follow it by pressing that (Follow) button, it makes me happy.

If I ever do a purge on Twitter, it's usually if you are a pornbot and have one tweet that asks me to look at your webcam. Um....no. I have my own porn and my own webcam, thank you very much! I hate pornbots, they're usually gone within 24 hours by me or them. Who follows these people anyway?

Anywhoooo!

My purge list. The why's and when's of making my purge list. Of course if you're reading this, you probably haven't been purged. It's still good to explain just in case.

1) You friend requested me but have never spoken or typed one word to me. That leads me to believe that you are wanking to my pictures or are just snooping to see how my life turned out. (I don't mind if you wank to my pictures, just make sure you say hello from time to time. Wash your hands first though. Oh and I don't mind being nosy either. Just make sure you wave as you peek through my window.)

2) You update constantly about how good/bad your life is. Seriously, one minute you're happy, the next minute you wanna kill yourself. I don't give a crap! Seriously!

3) You update that you hate Facebook and you are leaving for awhile, then ten minutes later you update how cute your kids are. Um....that kinda goes with number two, I don't give a crap! You look like an idiot that severely needs medication.

4) Your updates are about 8 sentences long and basically just occupies space. I neither laughed, cried or smiled. I probably wasted about 2 minutes of my life that I will never get back.

5) You update something ominous. Again, this goes with number two. I don't care. You wanna kill yourself? Don't let me hold you back.

6) You constantly update in text speak. Now I didn't purge the person that ALWAYS does this but I'm giving you fair warning, it gives me a headache when I try to figure out what you are trying to say. Honestly, if you have THAT much to say, write a freaking note and post it that way! I really do love this person so she'll never stop cause she knows that I'll never purge her ass.

7) Unwanted pop-ups in chat. This may make a few people nervous. What classifies "unwanted" in chat? Well, keep it short. DON'T tell me you wanna screw me as your opening line. (Make it your third line at least!) And honestly, you should be comfortable enough with me to know if I'm okay to chat with you.

8) Farmville! Good god man! I don't do it. I don't wanna do it. If you send me a fig tree or a purple cow? PURGED!

Well, that pretty much covers it in this purging. I have the right to add on though.

DISCLAIMER: I have no problem if you purge me either. If I annoy you with my mind, PLEASE, feel free to click on my profile and press the (Delete) button. It might piss me off for a second but in all honesty, you probably would've been purged next go around anyway.

There is also this button I press when you're about to be purged. It's the (Hide) button. One might wonder, why don't I just (Hide) instead of (Delete)? Well, you just don't understand the personal high I get when I do a purge. I have no control over most things in my life. The purge is the one thing I can control.

Don't hate me, embrace me....or I'll purge your ass next time. ;)

If I've offended you or expressed anything you don't agree with, don't worry, I'll probably do it again.