All the little bloggers on Hypo Street
Love it when Leila goes tweet, tweet, tweet…
Rock that bloggin’…
Tweet, Tweet-da-leet, Rock that bloggin’…
Love it when Leila goes tweet, tweet, tweet…
Rock that bloggin’…
Tweet, Tweet-da-leet, Rock that bloggin’…
Oh yes, I’ve still got it. I’m still capable of creating annoying versions of already annoying songs. It’s one of my many, many talents, along with neglecting my blog and contracting rare illnesses.
I am still alive for those of you that care. Although I’m suffering from cervical cancer, which I developed after allowing a nurse to inject me with a “vaccine” that I knew was unsafe.
But that’s beside the point; this whole tweet-da-leet-ing post is to announce that I—much behind the curve as usual—have joined Twitter. You can find my tweets, or twits if you prefer, over in the sidebar.
6 comments:
Yay! Leila's back! *does happy hop* to the tune of Leila's new song...
Seriously, glad you are back. Will checkout the Twitter, too!
youre back!
i have no clue what a twitter is. altho i do see many people have it. i should look into it.. gotta stick with the cool kids right
Its amazing reading all your blogs. It makes me feel better in myself knowing that there are so many people out there just like me. i suffer from GAD (generlized anxiety disorder) and clinical depression. Its fustrating when no one understands what i am going through. but reading your blogs gives me a great deal of comfort inside
Thank you and cant wait to read more of your blogs :)
i kept checking your blog an found no updates. finally you are back! good to see.
OMG SWINE FLU!
The woman in the neighboring house was severely maimed by the shrapnel that rained down on her as she pruned her roses in the front yard. After being med-vac'd to the trauma unit, the 52 year-old, breast cancer survivor died. Not from the loss of blood caused by two severed legs, but by an overdose of tramadol, administered by a seasoned anesthesiologist, who, incidentally, had too many glasses of scotch the night before, after learning his oldest son—married with children—was gay.
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