Stop Twittering You Twit, Live Your Life

I refuse to acknowledge Twitter as a service that I will make use of. I tried, I did, I promise. I just cannot sanction the use of something so blatantly anti-social and real-world-phobic. Do me favour; stop blogging about life and live it.I know that I am stepping on people's toes here, but just be serious for a second and tell me exactly what the value of knowing someones EVERY move is? I just can't think of any significant value whatsoever. If you can please feel free to let me know. If you are using it and it has revolutionised your world, again please tell me so. I cannot justify the use of services like this.I found myself lost in my text messages to Twitter when I should have been listening to someones story, or drinking my beer or smoking my cigarette. This sort of behaviour, in my humblest of opinions is not socially acceptable. You begin to take the people you are with for granted, you begin to lose grip of what really matters. What really matters to me are things like human contact (touch believe it or not), actual human conversation between real people, no medium to hide behind, no screen to guard you. Openness that extends deeper than a 140 character haiku that states what colour your crap looked like because that is all you could think of to type to this twit, that twit or Twitter itself.Most serious bloggers believe that a blog post should be worth while, substantial, niche, specific, random but well written, intricate or simple, complex or basic but in the end it should mean something. What does Twitter lend to this theory? How does letting someone in Timbuktu know that you are walking down the Vegas Strip make a difference?I think that this is an issue that is bugging me more and more lately; people are not making the clear distinction between their hobbies or job (the internet and blogging) and the real world. I mean this sincerely. Step away from your phones, stop texting Twitter, don't check your Gmail on your WAP, just live your life breathing real air, eating real food and meeting real people with faces, not profile pictures.