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You know and I know that I've got no business signing up for any additional blog-y, social network-y, Hey-look-at-me! type web applications, but screw you guys because I've done it anyways. I really resisted Twitter when it first came out because it just seemed like blogging lite, but I've since seen it used well by a few people and was inspired to jump on board. I've found the prospect of writing big weighty entries a bit fatiguing lately, so the ability to dash off just a quick sentence or two is looking pretty sexy to me. At least for the next short while, expect my online efforts to be spent thusly: Twitter - 65%, Blogger - 34.5%, Facebook - 0.5%. Sorry, Facebook--it's not me, it's you.

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... that two people were instrumental in my joining Twitter. First, Isha . She sent out an article on it when the application was still brand new. (And I remember thinking, "Screw that noise. Like I need more online commitments.) Second was Rebecca . She joined up just a short while ago, claiming she hadn't met a bandwidth she didn't like . (And then she disappeared entirely from the internets .) It looked nice and pretty over there on her sidebar, and then I got a little jealous. The rest: history. And for those unobservant among you ( Jorge ), the Twitter feed is right there on my sidebar, replacing the old Radio 3 player that I loved, but that I think scared the bejezus out of a lot of people. Also, everyone should join Twitter. I'm needing some diversions , people.
Change Two: Drink More Water Such a simple thing, yet something I just can't seem to find the time to do. About the only water I drink in your average day is whatever sweat happens to trickle off my mustache. Hydration (so the smart people tell me) is a good thing. I'm less fatigued when I drink water. I'm less hungry when I drink water. I'm even less grumpy when I drink water. I promise you nothing especially impressive. Eight glass a day ain't gonna happen. I'm shooting for two on average; two trendy, metallic, not gonna bleed Bisphenol A into my system bottles of water. I know were off to a rip-roaring start, what with the list-making and the hydration, but I'll try to get crazier with future changes. Stuff like: go to work drunk more, and buy a pair of leather pants. For now, let me ease into it.