So, this Twitter thing is sort of over, huh? After talking about it for weeks, my best friend, Tracey, convinced me to join last week so we won’t become those old ladies who wear Winnie the Pooh t-shirts, still listen to Poison, and are afraid of the Internet.
I added the 36 suggested people from my Gmail contacts, and 17 of them have added me back. SEVENTEEN! The other 20 of them haven’t logged into Twitter since August.
The problem is that I think I really like Twitter now. I didn’t see the point of it before, what with my writing dissertation-length diatribes here and all, but now I see that Twitter challenges me to be a better writer by forcing me to cram all of my brilliant thoughts into 140 characters. Or to be willing to separate them into twenty different tweets of 140 characters each. Doesn’t that sound great?!
Plus, I like the interface, and I like that I have so many fewer friends on there than on Facebook that I have some interest in keeping up. At this point, I actually care what my Twitter friends are saying, notice when they say something about me, and care to reply to them. Some of them are actually clever enough that I want to retweet their tweets! I was so busy being annoyed that CNN and Ashton Kutcher thought anyone cared what they said that I totally missed the boat. Sort of like the way I might someday actually watch any of the Star Wars movies and find out they’re not lame.
So follow me on Twitter! And also follow Tracey, because she doesn’t just spout feminist propaganda on there, unlike on her blog!
There’s also Bachelor Girl! And Noel! And Tessa! And Aaron! And Serial Monogamist! And Nat! And those are the only people I’ll imagine you’ll know, but you should add them all, because I want all of my friends to be friends with all of my other friends.
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Suckaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.
I just logged into Twitter, because I saw the email in my inbox that you want to follow me. I still don’t really get the point of it..
@elizabethemily, Woman. Do it. Considering I tried to get you to follow me AGES AGO.
I’m now following all your friends.
It’s all part of my ongoing quest to Be Just Like Katie Ett.
I was trying to figure out why the way-cooler-than-me Bachelor Girl suddenly decided to follow me on Twitter, but now I realize it is all in your attempt to build a little Katie Ett Utopia, and I think that’s grand.
bachelorgirl started following me! at first i thought she was just another twitter sex spambot, and then i recognised her username. and knew she was a sex spambot.
bam snap, bachelorgirl.
(also i totally used my twitter/gmail/everything else username here rather than my livejournal username so as to attract maximum following from plumpdumpling followers. who i’ll likely follow, then unfollow, to increase my following to followers ratio.)
Following to followers ratio is key.
And J: What’s the point of anything? Annoying and entertaining friends and strangers alike. Ahhhh. The innerwebs.
However, as a Media Professional by day, I also think it’s a great resource for local info. Like, where that super awesome lunch truck will be this week, and who’s having $2 taco Tuesday. You just gotta know how to use it.
I just added you! Yeah I think Ashton Kutcher ruined Twitter for the whole world.
my computer sucks and apparently thinks I need to say my name twice.
Ugh, I hate Twitter. I have an account, and constantly forget about it.
Oh, I get it now. You made me those userpics so you wouldn’t be embarrassed to ask people to follow a complete Internet loser who refuses to upload userpics.
But thanks for the followers! Even though I’m sure I will never say anything of any real importance whatsoever.
{My response in 140 characters or less}
@kett
Um…No Thanks.
I refuse to Twit, er I mean Tweet.
Nah, I really meant Twit.
I still think only special folks use “Twit”ter!
I am now following you. :)