Gems from Twitter

Posted on June 19, 2009 in Sayings

Here’s a collection of a few things that I have said while Twittering.

• If you cover your backside, the only way you can move is sideways.
• I have accepted no bets. If God doesn’t play dice with the universe…. neither do I.
• Judging from the person’s bio & other tweets, my call of New Age was dead on. I feel so excited I could just levitate.
• I feel like I am in a musicbox-driven wash machine on the slow cycle.
• The terrors for me are affectations: constellations of words that I use repetitively.
• Time for me to slip into the seas of slumber. Against the tide of blood pressure, I put out my little skiff of unconsciousness and sail off.
• Sometimes you have to resign to lost history.
• I realized that both my older brother & I had 6 years being the only child, but he got to be it at the fun age.
• Fading time — the wallpaper of self-presentation is being stripped and a new glue being laid down for the next day.
• I just made a note on my mood chart @ yesterday — “severely cheerful & loquacious”
• Time to melt like snow into water, from wakefulness into sleep where dreams do not lie still but run from the head onto the pillow.
• I’m feeling as happy as a warthog forbidden by its doctor to wallow bc of an ulcer on its underside.
• I’d like to get in a chase and not get caught. The fact that I don’t try shows my meds are working like they are supposed to.
• Damn. My asthma is acting up. Or is that miasma? My toes. Or mitosis?
• Bathe a cat? Makes sense if you’re squeamish about slitting your own wrists.
• We got to stick together. Otherwise we’d be ignored by our own navels. What is life if your navel never gazes back?
• I hate these nights when I do things so the time will go faster and an hour after I start doing them five minutes have passed.
• This cat is mewing like a coyote.
• You can never feel too much love unless the person loving you is ugly.
• When you count the number of times nongays get beat up by gays for not being gays, it is a pretty nonexistent number.
• Raining here. Can’t go out and throw cups of water at people: it pisses them off.
• The locomotive of the day’s history arrives at the final depot of night and promptly breaks down. Nearly 3 am.
• My cat is saying that it is time for me to update her food.
• A wise perseverance is never a flaw.
• I love when the kitties line up for their treats and take it directly from my fingers. “Corpus bastet.” “Meow.”
• My dog’s sniffing is quite leisurely! How he stops and intently draws the scent through his nose, dotting each smell receptor.