Just because I'm on a self-imposed "Twitter-sabbatical" doesn't mean the world cares. DM's still arrive in all their 140-character glory in my email inbox, making it hard-to-impossible to really get off the micro-bloggin' bandwagon.
To be neighborly, thought I'd hit "reply" in DM land without feeling as if I'm a liar-liar type as far as the sabbatical business goes. Everything was cool until dem crazy Twitter critters bit me on the backside with all their lovely graphic designed lovelyness.
Almost feel guilty being a real live poet:
Go ahead. Admit it. You're achin' for more 5-7-5 syllablic fun, right?
Well, maybe now's the time to check out the previous episode of the "Twitter Maintenance Blues" haikufest.
No shame in doin' so: I won't tell anyone. Between you and your inner poet.
Even if you're a number-crunchin' type! (wink)