My friend Dave Damore pointed out this amazing little site called TweetWasters a couple of minutes ago that I went to out of sheer curiosity. What it does is calculate how much time a person has “wasted” tweeting, based on however many tweets they have. Mine looks like this:

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Wow. As if I didn’t already know I needed a life, this only reaffirms that notion.

However, I must point out these things:

1) They ask if I’ve ever thought about getting a cat. As you can see from my little bio there, I say that I tweet a lot about my cat. Also, in case you can’t tell what that picture is of in that little box, it’s a picture of ME AND MY CAT.

2) Unlike the majority of frequent Tweeters, I’ve been on Twitter since 2006 2007.* That’s almost three years. So if you divide those 3 days by 3 years, it’s an average of only a day a year. Not bad. I hate that they don’t recognize your sign-up date with this.

No, I’m not putting too much weight into this, and yes, I know I’m a Tweetaholic, but wow … what an affirmation.

*I stand corrected. It was pointed out to me by @SDTechGirl that she recalled Twitter was an internal app exclusively to Odeo back then, and all I could remember was signing up for it the Stanley Cup Playoffs season that the Detroit Red Wings played the San Jose Sharks in the Western  Conference Semifinals but subsequently lost to the Anaheim Ducks in the Conference Finals. I literally had to look up what season that was, and it was 2006-2007. Twitter apparently went public in Spring 2007, around the same time as the Stanley Cup Playoffs. Here’s the history of Twitter on Wikipedia.

That I base my timeframe of reference on hockey only reiterates the main point of this blog entry: I really need a life.