hysterical twilight disorder

man. I've just been grumping around the kitchen, fuming about the impact of ebitwit's above disorder (let us call it 'htd') on my beauty sleep (dawn fucking phone call anyone?); then I realised; dang; my own htd has robbed (er....so apt) me of A LOT of beauty sleep these past weeks.

Sure, htd has caused me to do more laughing out loud in the direction of my computer in a few short months than in all the computer time that has gone before (just to help me cling to some semblance of normality, other things do still make me laugh - like the second chapter of this http://www.thisamericanlife.org/Radio_Episode.aspx?episode=364 - man, so funny. phew). But in addition to the laughter, and some weird 'oh. this is what the internet is really for' realisations, there has also been much sleep swapped for addicted and, let's face it, somewhat flustered reading of twilight, followed more recently by MANY late night hours spent gobbling premium fanfiction like a Augustus Gloop in the chocolate factory (the character, not the band - or is veruca salt the band?).


And surfing cooliris. And news sites. And youtube (got lost in the robsten conspiracy section the other night - how do they do those though bubbles and arrows??). And of course, many hours dedicated to finding my tribe in the twi-bloggosphere and laughing my arse off.

So, how can I expect the concentration into a blog of ebitwit and my MANY thoughts and feelings on all things twilight and robward and kstew to dull the edge to our htd? (head shake) such foolishness. As taycob says, things have just been taken up a whole other notch.

Back to obsessing about widgets.