Dear Twitter, there was a time, when our relationship was new and shiny, where I woke up in the morning with a feeling of titillating excitement at what I might have missed while I wasted time sleeping. I devoured the new tweets with fervour, eager to begin tweeting my own events of the day. At first I carefully checked out each new follower, and blocked those who I deemed not worthy (or not real). And then I started to follow more and more people, and more people started to follow me. I grew tired of checking out porn, so I gave...
social media insanity: January 2010 Archives
Dear Twitter, there was a time, when our relationship was new and shiny, where I woke up in the morning with a feeling of titillating excitement at what I might have missed while I wasted time sleeping. I devoured the new tweets with fervour, eager to begin tweeting my own events of the day. At first I carefully checked out each new follower, and blocked those who I deemed not worthy (or not real). And then I started to follow more and more people, and more people started to follow me. I grew tired of checking out porn, so I gave...
