This has been one interesting day. I have been from the tops of mountains to the bottoms of landfills. And I blame it all on twitter. And possibly coffee.
See, yesterday, I realised that I talk too much, especially on twitter. Realised that people may not be taking me seriously careerwise seeing as I’m, apparently, the resident jester. So today I thought that if I hang around twitter less, I will appear more, you know, serious.
Managed to pull my twitter fast for about 5 minutes before withdrawal symptoms kicked in. First it was the shakes. Then the moments of zoobing at the screen that was showing nothing but blue. Next came the imaginary chururus that made me play my music louder. Closely followed by loss of attention every five minutes which led me wandering around the office on alleged leg-stretches and bathroom breaks. Naturally, I did half the work I do on a twitterful day.
I peeped in at lunchtime and got such a buzz of energy that I really could not peep out again. Clearly, I’m addicted. And I like it! Made two new friends and pretty much frolicked like a chipmunk on weed. Not with said friends, no, the frolicking was just me.
Got super high then super low then super high again. Been doing that a lot lately. At one point I felt so whizzed out that I was genuinely afraid for myself. Had this head-spinning brain-whirling ringing in my head. It wasn’t alcohol, and it wasn’t love, but it may have been coffee. See, I am a bonafide tea lover. And lately, I’ve been cheating with Java, so I think my bloodstream is rebelling. Flesh hath no furry like a ruptured digestive system.
And I should really make better work of this post, but I’m really tired right now. So a big thank you to my three pals 3N, warothe and shiroh for talking me down. Much appreciated. I shall likely rewrite this post when I feel more, well, more more. 🙂
And hun, you could be onto something with that manic business. I’m just saying.
Sweet matress I hear you calling me…