Oh... Dear Lord,
Please forgive me, for I hath sinned... again.
Instead of working on my next chapter of Hunter's Bane (in your name, of course), I drooled over pictures of a young man that is young enough to be my son. Yes, you read that right, Lord... he's 15 years younger. This age difference, however, doesn't squick me out because my husband and I have this age span (he's 15 years older than me) - but that's another subject for another day.
No, I'm not committing adultery, Lord - in my fantasies, I only looked at the goods, I didn't touch. Give me credit for restraint. Not like I could actually touch said package, since the man is overseas... but I digress.
No, Lord... my new idol... erm, I mean, pastime is... TWITTER!
This young man has lead me astray, Lord, and has the power to corrupt the most innocent of minds! (my mind was clean before I cast mine eyes upon him, I swear!) You should recruit him for Foreign Missions! He'd be smashing at looking evil while sucking people in to do things they normally wouldn't dream of doing - such as starting on something that will probably take up too much of their time with inanities.
In short, Tom Felton (Draco Malfoy) has caused me to sign up with Twitter, hence I've become.... TWITTERPATED!
If James Marsters (Spike) had an account I would've joined long ago. I checked. He doesn't have one. *sobs* But LOTS of other people do!
So after my long journey of 7 hours from Muscoutah, IL (visiting imbloodyenglish ) to Columbus, OH, I went and looked at Twitter instead of going straight to bed. I can tell I'm a geek because Wil Wheaton is now on my Twitter. How cool is that???? Oh, so is my husband - who happens to look like John Lennon, Adrian Brody, Brian Brown, and Marty Feldman all got together and made a love child (shudders at the thought).
As I said before, Lord - please forgive me for the sin of procrastination on writing, but I do promise to write tomorrow after the long-ass day at work. Sorry for the swearing, I'll try to be better about that, Lord. Thank you, though, for the lovely ideas you sent my way in the form of Madeline Kahn in the movie 'Clue' while I was at Tina's. Yes, she looked quite pale and tragic. ;) Tina got the tongue 'pssbt' right. Go her!
I'll sign-off now, Lord, and hope you find it within your great plan to forgive me my trespasses since I devoted the first half of my life to your service. The second half is mine to do with as I please. I deserve this whether you agree or not.
*pops one eye open to make sure a lightening strike isn't about to hit*
~ YES, this is VERY tongue-in-cheek. For the ultra-religious - don't get your feathers in a ruffle.