Lost in cyberspace
June 23, 2009
Day 11
No escape from Twitter…. yet.
So between listening to a talking cat by the name of Sockington and the daily journaling of Stephen Fry and Willy Wheaton (??) I still havent found real intellgent life. Well, maybe Sockington.
I attempted conversation with my completely random followers.
Did i expect a reply? Not really.
Did i expect them to leave? Most probably.
Did they leave? Yes definitely.
Have I stopped following them. Most certainly.
What comes around goes around people, if you wish to bait me solely to fulfil your sad need to have more followers then at least have the decency to reply.
Diggeddy, Diggeddy, Diggeddy
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