yarrr, ye scurvy boy-king, halt ye whinin'

I stretched my arms over my head to ease all the aches and pains in my neck and shoulders that always occurred when I talked to Pat, then I double-clicked on Firefox, then on TweetDeck, and connected my iPhone to my computer so I could upload the pictures I’d taken that afternoon.

My fingers flew over the keys as I wrote my first tweet of the evening. Then I hit return and within ten seconds someone had replied.

And, just like that, I wasn’t alone any more.

from Adorkable by Sarra Manning