Later

In my previous entry I stated I would talk about something later. Later is now.

At night, usually much later at night, I tend to have long conversations with On My Terms and Scared. We don’t always have them together and our medium for conversing varies. Typically, we chat via instant or text messaging and, occasionally, we’ll use Twitter. By ‘occasionally,’ I mean excessively one or two evenings every six months or so.

Late last night, while Scared and I were on the web reflecting on our web cred, we determined this overnight semi success was a direct result of the advice provided to us by fellow bloggers: use hashtags and share random facts.

While implementing a combination of both, I received notification of a new follower – putting me at just 14o followers below the per user average of 208. #statistics

“I’ve got a new follower,” I informed Scared.

She immediately began researching his account. Upon learning his place of residence – United Kingdom – she recommended I favorite a tweet or two because “that’s the new flirting of twitter sphere” and she was hopeful we could get lodging out of it someday.

As she continued with her research, she changed her tune a bit, “We may want to put that trip on hold….block him before he kills you with bad poems and shears. This is both frightening and entertaining.”

I haven’t blocked him yet. If needed, I’ll do it later. In the meantime, #imverypopularoninstagram. So popular, that I barely have time for MySpace.