You know you are addicted to Breaking Bad when,You yell things out like, "Yeah! Science!" for no reason.You begin to think that you could totally get away with wearing a pork pie hat.You start ending your sentences with the word, "yo". As in, "I'll get you your bottle in a minute, yo!"Tuco starts to seem like a better business partner than Gus. Hotel front desk bells give you the creeps. They may also incite ridiculous bouts of anger and thoughts of spittle. Just me? Hm....You start checking people's boots for silver-tipped skulls. Finally, you realize that your Breaking Bad addiction is like a real addiction. No one watches this show in groups, this show is for watching solo or with only one other person. Though I personally think that a game where everyone takes a drink each time Jesse … [Read more...]
Powering Down
I have become what I loathe. Last night I found myself in the middle of girls night with a strong case of Twitter-itch. Not to be confused with jock-itch. I could blame it on my lack of dinner and a bit of wine but really it has more to do with my affliction known as Twitter addiction. I like me some social media and networking, I do. Symptoms include:-Wanting, scratch that, "needing" to check Twitter about every 2.5 seconds. If I can't. It's a big FAIL. -Believing with all my black heart that UberTwitter is quite possibly the prettiest symbol to don my Blackberry screen. I can extol the virtues of UberTwitter to total strangers. A 'squee' is usually involved.-The need to be 'in the know' is always at the forefront of my mind. However, all I end up knowing is what is happening on … [Read more...]