No one Speaks Anymore

OMG

I have no problem with twitter, its fine. It's the people that use it, who i have the problem with. I dont really want to know that you think Zoolander is a good film, that is a waste of time even writing that. Or saying "wow its raining" i know this i can look out the window also. What makes it worse is that these tweets are filled up with unnecessary punctation, such as "great!!!!!awesome day!!!! Any ideas for tomorrow.......?????" What the hell is that about?

I am live and let live, but there is no escaping this twitter. It comes up on my bebo, it's on the tv,radio dj's talk about it while doing it and final everyone talks about what they said on it. God sakes.

So in future dont try and contact me through any computer medium, just talk to me.

Tv

Tv appears to be the love of my life. I do in fact spend more time with it than members of my family, but then even when i am with my family i watch it.

Am i abnormal?
A quick survey of my friends suggests yes, apparently they watch very little television, are they being truthful? Who knows, if you do let me know.

Last night i watched ashes to ashes, a show which like its fore-father life on Mars should be covered in glory, but it made me think. John Simm (aka Sam Tyler) went back to 1973 after being hit by a car. Keeley Hawes (Alex Drake) returns to 1982 after being shot in the head. My point is that the times to which they returned, both happened to be children. So should i happen to be in the next spin-off (named after one of bowies 1990's tracks, oh god!) being a child of the 1990's i would return to possibly 1995. This to me sucks rubbish time for music, so my travels through the past with Gene Hunt would be backed by the spice girls. Not only that but what can you do with 1990's clothes. Answer: not hellish much. The summation of my thoughts last night is that
1. Must avoid an kind of life threatening situation
2.Must not join the Police