Sometimes I wish I was on Twitter because I have a lot of thoughts I would like to share with the world, but I'm not because then my thoughts would be out there... At the Library of Congress. FOREVER. Or until they realize that not all the thoughts of this generation are gems and keepers. I mean, yes, I'd like to tweet about how my skin hurts and is that weird? Or about how I feel bad for my coworkers as I eat a sandwich as quietly as possible or all the other things I believe are HILARIOUS, but in reality are not. So, actually you're welcome, internet, for me not subjecting you to a steady stream of my non-hilarious thoughts.
But still, sorry co-workers. I'm taking an early lunch break and eating my sandwich at my desk. I only have 15 minutes if I want to leave early, so....
