I'm Officially a Twit

I don't care what The Ad Contrarian says about Twitterers, Tweets or Twits in "How The Narcissistic Keep In Touch With The Feckless."

I'm going to twit.

So throw me in with the feckless.

Because I'm a narcissist who’ll twit for fluff, blog for ego strokes and sell her vowels for an espresso machine.