Will the real Stevie Nicks please stand up?

I love Twitter, and I will say that the main reason for this is that celebrities are on it. A lot of them probably have their assistants do the actual tweeting, but others do not, which is clear from their incessant rambling. Now, one of my favorite celebrities, Stevie Nicks, is completely technology-illiterate. If things are as they have been, she still doesn't even have a cell phone. Obviously her assistant does, and this is how communications with the outside world occur, but she doesn't do e-mail, none of that. For a while now, Stevie fans on Twitter have been swearing up and down that a completely inactive Twitter account called @RealStevieNicks is indeed Stevie. Personally, I didn't believe it and wanted to know why so many did. I was told that someone on Fox News helped Stevie actually set up the Twitter account on-air. They provided me a link to a video of this, but I actually never watched it. My major reasoning for not believing the hype, aside from Stevie's shun of all things technological, is that Lindsey Buckingham (@Lndsybuckingham) was not following this @RealStevieNicks account. Granted, his account has not been verified, but who is going to create a fake Lindsey Buckingham Twitter? Seriously?

So, sometime yesterday someone started tweeting from this account saying that they were Stevie's assistant Karen and that they were going to answer some fan questions. Stevie fans were FREAKING OUT. But all of the answers to said questions were incredibly vague, things that could have easily been written by someone not associated with Stevie personally. Well, @DaveStewart from the Eurythmics, who has been recording an album with Stevie over the last several weeks, tweeted this earlier today: "the @realstevienicks site is nothing to do with Stevie or karen , I'm on the phone with Karen now talking about tomorrow's recording"

I felt like shouting from the rooftops: "Bitches, I told you so!"

Now, in all this drama, apparently some sweet little girl tweeted something to Dave about how her birthday was today and he should get Stevie to sing to her. All he said was something along the lines of: "I'll show her your tweet, that's all I can do." She has been waiting on Twitter for HOURS for him to reply and let her know what Stevie said about her tweet. Okay. He never said that he would tweet anything to her. She just assumed this. So there she sits, tweeting away about all of her fantasies involving Stevie pulling her up on stage to sing to her, or calling her on the phone to sing to her, and how she's getting impatient waiting for Dave to tweet her back, and I just feel sorry for this girl. I mean, I can be pretty obsessive about my celebs, but this is just ridiculous. But hey, I guess at least it's a good thing that she doesn't have a job, because she might lose it being on Twitter constantly for the past seven hours.

introspection

I guess I need to network more so I can get more blog/Twitter followers. So much for (foolishly, of course) hoping to get a book deal out of my amusing ramblings. Well, I never really thought that would happen, but it would be nice to get noticed for my writing.

I went to King's Island on Sunday on a work-sponsored trip. I had a pleasant time. Got to spend some time talking to @verticalQ and invited Leticia, who I hadn't seen since October. It's funny, you always see movies where people hang out with their old college buddies even when they're all married. It's like that's the group of friends that stick with you, because you're not necessarily just friends because circumstance brought you together. But in my personal experience, the truest friends I have are the ones I still have from high school. Granted, I don't spend very much time with them, but I live in a different city than one and a different state than another, so that makes it harder. When push comes to shove, though, these are the friends I still trust the most. It's cool to think back on younger days with friends you actually knew then, because you can all reflect on how you've changed. Even friends I've had since college have noticed a difference in my attitudes, behaviors, and maturity over that span of time.

When I was in high school, I used to look at the sex-obsessed, immature, nonambitious kids that I knew and think, "I am so lucky that I know who I am." I wouldn't say I felt I was better than these people (although now I certainly do), but I just felt sorry for them, like they were lacking something that I had probably not already achieved but had been born with: a strong sense of self. And I really did know who I was, but what I didn't know was that I was still going to change. Back then, I thought that knowing who I was meant that I was set, but now I realize that changing is part of life. It's almost always circumstance that changes you. You definitely can't do it of your own volition, not without years and years of hard work. Even then, you're most likely changing a behavior. You can't change your opinions or beliefs or expectations willingly; it just happens over time. Maybe I didn't know who I was in high school. Maybe I found myself later. But now, even though I know more about myself than I ever have, I still don't know what it is I want out of my life. I know I want to be deeply loved, and I want to be remembered, but the ways I will achieve these things is still unclear to me.

I know I'm not old, but I am approaching 25, and it has made me very introspective. It's funny though: ten years ago I thought I would be married with at least one child by now. But here I am, with no kids and marriage likely still pretty far off. I'm enjoying my twenties though, and I am so glad I have all of this time to just be me before having to worry about caring for anyone else. My cat is enough of a commitment for me for now.

This is the week that will not end. Yes it goes on and on my friends...

I. Am. So. Tired.

This week will not end. Seriously. I am so tired. This is my first day of not working both jobs this week, and I am ready for the weekend. I'm really enjoying this extra money, but it sucks that Kroger doesn't put out their schedule until Friday. It's Thursday, and I won't know until 10 pm tomorrow whether or not I work Sunday night. This is dumb.

Twitter is quite possibly the greatest invention of all time. Today, Michelle Branch retweeted a question I asked her. I love celebrity/human interaction. And no, celebrities are not human.

Buffalo Wild Wings tonight. Anybody wanna join?

Widgey widgey woo.

Also, let me know what you think about the Twitter widget I added. I'm not sure I like the fact that it only shows my most recent tweet.

Twitter

I've done it. I have joined Twitter. I feel slightly ashamed since it's Twitter. (Just as many people cut on Twitter as they do praise it.) But I need to move into the future. Plus, if celebrities tweet, then how bad can it be? In fact, this may be just the boost I need to get more readers to my blog! Meh, who am I kidding? A girl can dream, can't she?

In other news, today I deleted my MySpace account. I felt it was time. I only got on there to make occassional status updates and to do quizzes, and the only person on my friends list that's on MySpace more than Facebook is my sister, and as much as I hate the telephone, it's much more practical just to call/text her. I do pay for that service, after all. The only disadvantage to not having a MySpace is that I won't get to see as many pictures of my feline niece and nephews, but that's okay. I can always just get her to show them to me when I go home.

I'm struggling to stay awake at work here. I've gotten up earlier than usual the last three days in a row, and that's without going to bed any earlier. Pray the coffee helps.