sitting, waiting, tweeting

My first twitter is giving me performance anxiety. James, how are you following me already? That's just creepy.

Sitting in the office... playing on twitter... this is actual legitimate work. Sometimes I like my job.

Discussing the terrible temptation to post things that shouldn't be publicly known. The twitter box demands to be filled...

Fiscal and monetary loosening... sounds like an unfortunate bodily function. I am baffled.

Faintest sunlights flee about his shadowy sides; above him swell huge sponges of millenial growth and height...