But it is not.
But I can’t help wanting to do the retching thang when I say it. And Plurking.
What fuck knuckle came up with the name. I mean, I could have totally come up with something better.
Apparently it means:
- Plurk as stalkerati central: People + Lurk = Plurk
- Plurk as an amalgam of Play + Work: Play-Work. Plurk is what scientists do. It is the enthusiastic, energetic application of oneself to the task at hand as a child excitedly plays; it is the intense arduous, meticulous work of an artist on their life-long masterpiece; it is joyful work. (credit)
- Plurk as acronym: Peace, Love, Unity, Respect, Karma
- Verb potential: “Oh I googled this –> Oh I plurked it” Easy enough to wrap around in any form. Plurked, plurking, plurkers, plurks. Little p, big P, it’s catchy, snippy and sweet
Yeah, what a load of bullshit. We all know it is all about the drunken discoverage of dog shit on ones shoe. ‘Oh PLURK!’
So I woke up the other day to all these invitations to join Plurk and I am thinking it is like some Bulimics support group or something and wondering if I need to go and buy a new toothbrush.
But no. It is like Twitter. But different. More confusing and cuter and all about the Karma. And I needz me some Karma people. That lotto million ain’t gunna win itself.
So I join up. Realise that when you put in your last name, it SHOWS YOUR LAST NAME. Delete my account and now I am known as Kelley LikeIamgunnatellya or Magnetoboldtoo.
You can find me here.
But you can still find me here on Twitter.
Cause Twitter will be my first love.
So do you Tweet or Plurk? Or are you just too damn cool to beg people to follow your announcements of bowel movements and dinner plans?
This post brought to you by the most annoyingly boring person on earth. Ahem I mean this dude. Who begged me to do a post about Plurk and demanded proper credit. Cause he is an arse. And I am all about the love.
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Apart from the taking the nap bullshit, and the name that sounds like vomit I am quite liking it.
I actually think I prefer it to Twitter. Perhaps because it is a bit easier to have an actual conversation.
I think fuck knuckle is going to be my new favorite phrase.
Also? I am old. Because I do not understand this whole Twitter phenomenon.
Yeah I plurked. As you know. And I don’t think I get Plurking and Twittering and all that shit. Like, what’s it all for, who has time to do it, and why can’t I be bothered doing it?
So I am NOT a cool kid, and I don’t think I give a rats
I’m all about the credit!
LOOOOOOVE plurk!!!
I do both and sometimes at the same time.
Still I kinda feel like a dirty traitor by going and playing on Plurk and neglecting poor Twitter.
I neither Twit nor Plurk (assuming that “plurk” is a verb”?). I don’t have internet access during the day at work.
I have a headache.
And yes I plurk and twitter at the same time. What else am I going to do? Housework???
If Twitter could be pink and have smiley’s, I probably wouldn’t need plurk at all.
Man, I had NO idea there were actually REASONS why they called it plurk. You’re like a regular little journalist aren’t you. Doing your research and the like.
LOL.
Leigh: agreed. And you can chat to people that you haven’t ‘followed’ yet!
Moo: Blogs will always be superior babe. Don’t worry your purdy little head about it!
Suze: You are tres cool. You read my blog therefore you are cool
PG: and I am all about the lurve….
A Whole Lot of Nothing: W00T!!!
Riayn: It is like an affair with the hot neighbour innit?
Solomon: Neither do I. Well not for that sort of thing..
Lightening: I am teh awesome. But you knew that already. I am going back tonight. Come and play with me K?
fuck knuckle? I think I’m going to have to adopt that…lol
I signed up for plurk only because everyone else was. I don’t know if I’ll use it as much as twitter. I love twitter better.
I’m so not cool and lovin’ it.
Plurk looks too confusing for me, and the name puts me off… I’m sticking to my twitter
No plurking or twittering going on here. Heck, not even blogging….heh.
Fuck knuckle – he he he!
Glad I’m not the only one that says that!!!
Called hubby that in front of both teenage sons a few weeks ago – they pissed themselves – oops!
I don’t do any plurking or twittering – I’d never get off here if I did!!!
G
xx
You know I am plurking. Although, I just had to walk away from it and trust that my head wouldn’t explode.
I am going to dream in plurk again.
I’ve gotten several invites the last couple days about Plurk. I can’t go there. Or Twitter. Or I will never leave my computer.
Real men don’t plurk.
Hey…I did a little housecleaning on the blog today…
All this plurking is robbing time from my commenting, and then I read on plurk someone is pissy because people they visit don’t comment back and now, well, I’m just very frightened.
I am a plurk and twitter virgin.
Don’t know what it is …..
Plurking is a little fast for me. I need to figure out how to calm it all down.
“Plurk” makes me think of a pooping sound. Like a little ball turd noise goes “plewp” and a torpedo turd with chaser would go “plurk!”
i dont do either. i am so not cool enough.
Tina: as long as you credit me with it. Like ‘You are such a FuckKnuckle!, registered tradmark of Magnetoboldtoo all rights reserved cause she is teh awesome’ OK?
Anja: You on there?! Talk to me woman!
Kath: It is addictive. Like I imagine Wow and their ilk are.
River:
and I love that you are here, but make a blog woman so we can learn more about you!
Myst: *snort* yes, I am rather attached to this little laptop here these days…
Veronica: You are here! *gaffaw* I didn’t dream in Plurk last night, but my head keeps changing the words of that Destinys Child song from Work to Plurk! And man it sounds much better!
Sonia: come over to the dark side. We have choc chunk cookies… and LOTS of alcohol
VE: oooooh don’t know whether to be scared or not. I haven’t been over ALL WEEK! I need me some VE. But do I want to come over?
Witchypoo: I hope you are not referring to me. Cause I wasn’t saying that. I was referring to the bloggers that never ever respond (in comments, email or visiting) and why people still continue to visit and comment. I was curious.
Widdle Shamrock: Like I said to Sonia, assimulate. Be one of us. Like a cult…
Ree: get Shortman to show you, he is the WoW kid isnt he? Just follow me and no one else and all will be good.
Ange: Bwaaaaaa haaaaa haaaaa! I am totally going to be hanging around the loos now to see if I can hear a plurk.
Plurk?
Twitter?
Next thing you’ll be telling me is there’s this thing called the internet….
What Jayne said.
I just like the term “fuck knuckle”.
I’m plurking and I’ve added you as my friend, my friend. I’m liking it better than Twitter. I like the time line aspect
You want to know more about me?? Are you sure? I’m quite boring. But if you must know…ask, I’ll tell.
I kinda feel like I am cheating on Twitter when I plurk, but lately Twitter has not been faithful so I feel justified in my actions. Well that’s my story! Oh and am fifikins on both Twitter and Plurk
At first, Plurking was kind of painful.
But after logging in a few times, I found myself wanting more and more…
Now I’m a total PLURKaholic.
See what peer pressure can do?
I do neither. I quit both today.
I am woman, hear me roar.
Rawr.
The only things I’ll miss about Plurk will be you and Box Boy….
It does sound like an onomatopeic term for the sound of vomit hitting the pavement.
I can’t get my head round this kind of stuff… I’m sitting in my chair typing at my computer or feel really pregnant today is pretty much all I could put on there… yawn… Yeh… not chance of me plurking or twittering until I get a slightly more exciting life! Or learn to be funnier about it.
Cheers
BC
Jayne: *snigger* what is this internet you speak of? Fishing gear? Stockings?
Magpie: yeah what I said to Jayne
Deb: Yeah, so do I. So descriptive.
Tess: I am finding myself torn between the two. Twitter is great for announcing Boo’s weird comments and Plurk is wonderful for chatting.
River: Tell us! Tell us! I know I am not the only one wanting to know you better.
Fiona: And I am your friend on both! I mean, I think I am aren’t I?
Sandy: You are totally immersed in teh cult babe.
Huckdoll: I love it when you rawr at me. It makes me want to rawr right on back. Rawr!
Babychaos: Tomorrow is Wednesday. Tomorrow is Wednesday!!!!! Squeeeeeeeeeeeee!
*knock knock* um hi… is this Plurkers Anonymous? Can I have a hug?
(And evidently you’re NOT banned in China! Come on, we need more profanity or something!)
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