The hairspray is not coming to Australia

I'm serious.

I couldn't do it for Lent, but I'M NOT BRINGING IT TO AUSTRALIA! Watch me.

Top 10 things that make me uncomfortable

Don't use this knowledge against me.

10. Styrofoam. Nails on the chalkboard for me.

9. Dirty Kitchens. Make me want to gag.

8. When people take out their retainers in the morning and don't rinse/brush them before they put them back in their retainer-keeper thingy. Gross.

7. Greasy hair. Just wash it.

6. Licking toes. Don't ask.

5. People touching my face. Don't grab my face. Please.

4. Large groups of men.

3. Being barefoot on tile. Especially wet tile. Bathrooms are difficult for me.

2. Squirrels/raccoons/rodents. Explains itself.

1. Leashed Children. Hence the name of the blog.

Uh oh

I've found something, and I don't think it's a good thing.

.....TWITTER.

I vowed I'd never give in.
I thought, as a Journalism student, I should know how to work it- it IS a social media, and more and more businesses are hiring people specifically to just... tweet.



Whether or not, this is just a fad or a "trending topic" or an addiction, I've succumbed to it.
However, it's probably a good thing I haven't turned into someone who tweets about everything I'm doing: "Bored at work..." -- "Sitting outside" -- "Sitting on the toilet" -- So far I'm using it as consistent news-feed.

I still don't even understand it.
But I've begun tweeting... I think.
I leave this question with you:

WHY DO THEY CALL IT A TWEET?! (WTF IS A TWITTER?!)