Twitter really IS blogging for people with ADD, plus updates on life

...or short attention spans.

I find it so much easier to "tweet" because you don't have to type a whole meaningful paragraph. I don't think in paragraphs. I think in fragments. Short ones. Some people complain about the 140 character limit. It is rarely a problem for me. I also don't worry about what I'm saying being meaningful or insightful, as it seems to be released into the internet heavens, impermanently. Someone might read it, someone might not, but everyone moves on. A blog is a commitment. It takes more than a second to read. It's more permanent. A blog is like a journal, whereas a tweet is like a random phrase scribbled on a wall. I know you could go and read my twitter page and see all the stupid/profound things I've tweeted, and that they aren't anonymous or ephemeral, but with the feed readers most people use, it just feels that way to me.

For those who are following me on Facebook and were wondering, I'm still sick, though I'm getting better. I had a cold and strep throat in the same week, and that just made my sinus infection insanely bad. I'm on antibiotics for both the strep and sinus infection, but I've still had a 99-100 degree temperature since Tuesday, so I'm healing very slowly. The sore throat went away after less than a day on the drugs, but the sinus infection continues to kick my ass. I'm no longer bedridden, but I'm still a bit dizzy and stuffy. I remarked the other night that I've become a real-life Liz Lemon, going to bed with my humidifier and a heating pad. Glamourous!

I'm behind on my knitting. I was too sick to knit, which really stinks, as knitting is a great sick-bed activity. I've been trying to finish projects that were started long ago, rather than buy more yarn and start new ones. I'm working on a really fun raspberry-red lace shawl (you can see it on my Ravelry page) and the second sock of a pair I started last summer. I've been terribly bad about updating that darn Ravelry page with info and photos, but there's only so much time in the day, what with wedding planning, illnesses, and excessive Twittering...excuses, excuses.

The invitations are supposed to be going out today. That was the first big hurdle to overcome. I'll have to take a snapshot of one, as they're pretty nice. We used a couple of Martha Stewart invitation kits, which cost me less than 200 bucks, including the stamps and paper punches we bought to decorate them. Not too bad. Still need to buy a dress, which I've already picked out, get rings, get the license...yes, the important things. At least we've got the registries pretty much done! Gotta get something out of all this planning, right?

I just started reading French Milk by Lucy Knisley. I'm really enjoying it. I'm surprised at all the negative reviews on Good Reads...I guess "to each his own." It's a lovely little real-time illustrated journal of the 22-year-old author's month with her mother in Paris. The cartoons make me wish I were better at drawing! I already have a journal purchased for my trip to London in August, and I hope I can make time to write in it while I'm there.