Is just Tom.
Tuesday 17 July 2012
152lb. Twitter followers 1.
Noon. Glorious and historic day. Just went shopping to H&M and asked the assistant to bring me a 16 and she looked at me as if I was mad and said, ‘You need a 14.’
I scoffed, ‘I’ll never fit into a 14,’ and she brought it, and it fitted. I am a 14!
And I have a follower! Am practically viral.
Thursday 26 July 2012
149lb, pages of screenplay 25, Twitter followers 1.
Yayy! Have broken through 150lb glass floor (though may have been through standing on one leg and slightly leaning on washbasin).
Also am on total screenwriting roll. Have decided to call my screenplay The Leaves in His Hair, which is Hedda’s most famous line in Hedda Gabbler. Even though it is only famous because nobody understands what she means.
Monday 30 July 2012
148lb, Twitter followers 50,001.
9.15 p.m. I’ve got another follower! But a weird follower. It’s a follower with 50,000 followers.
9.35 p.m. What is it? It’s just sort of hovering there like a spaceship, watching silently. Feel I ought to fire on it or something.
9.40 p.m. It’s called XTC Communications.
10 p.m. Just tweeted whole weird-follower scenario to Tom, who tweeted back.
10.30 p.m. Tee hee. Just replied:
Tuesday 31 July 2012
Twitter followers 50,001.
2 p.m. FIFTY THOUSAND AND ONE FOLLOWERS. Feeling fabulous! Just bought lip plumper! It feels a bit funny but actually seems to work.
3 p.m. Wonder if put lip plumper on hands will get fat fingers?
Wednesday 1 August 2012
Twitter followers 1 again.
7 a.m. Humph. Spambot has just, like, gone, taking its 50,000 bloody followers with it. Gaah! Kids are awake.
9.15 p.m. Will just check Twitter.
9.20 p.m. Tom has ‘retweeted’ my spambot tweet and seven followers have come.
9.50 p.m. What should I do now, though? Should I greet them? Welcome them?
9.51 p.m. Follow them?
10 p.m. Paralyzed into silence by social-media embarrassment. Maybe will not do Twitter any more.
Thursday 2 August 2012