Venting, in Private [over the Internet, natch]
Every day I think about returning my Twitter account public, I have a day like today where I need to vent somewhere, and I choose to (ab)use my 60-ish Tweeps with my vitriol and self-flagellation. Why? Well, Big Brother might well be watching me on Twitter, and I have to have a place where I can blow off steam. Sometimes, well, I can’t leave the meeting … Twitter’s perfect for that.
And to the idea of having two Twitter accounts, presented by Mike Dolan: it is, indeed, something I’ve considered. But not enough to do it. Because, really … it’s not that vital. [But I do get the idea. Really, I do.]