Colleen Allen 101: Twitter: the place where you don't have to know how to spell gooder

Sunday, April 14, 2013

Twitter: the place where you don't have to know how to spell gooder

I just started using Twitter ... come follow me for my one sentenced ramblings, because that's all they allow on one posting. And because everyone using Twitter are movie stars and famous people, so I thought I'd pretend I was one, too. Hopefully someone will stupidly ask me for my autograph.

https://twitter.com/colleencanuck

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"Ana slurps in Jesus and Christianity and tries to force feed the rest of us with her enlightenment leftovers. Being the Christian she was denoted a correctness in her actions, whatever acts they were, blessed they are by the Lord, and she will be saved from the likes of me. She doesn't fool us, though, hiding behind the robes of faith, allowing herself exceptions and interpreting her injustices as loving reverence. She's a methodical worshipper, a robotic demeanor with the good Book in hand, and memorized psalms ready for the plucking, as her mouth wags up and down, biblical proverbs fart out in cold stench of disbelief and betrayal."

Want to learn more? Read "The Romanian Bitch" archived in 2006.

"Wake up call is 7:00am, to ready the day for adventure and new beginnings. They blast the stereo system into each room, boom-boom-boom, announcers with military overtones, and military threats. Or so she thinks. She doesn't want to wake this early, but reluctantly drags herself out of bed towards the smell of breakfast and toast and jam. It's almost like blind kids can smell the skin of bacon a mile away, even under the cover of wild flowers and drift wood and dead whales." Want to learn more, read "Camp Dead Whale" archived 2006.

Colleen Allen 101

Sunday, April 14, 2013

Twitter: the place where you don't have to know how to spell gooder

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