Holy shit! That’s SUCH a fucking perfect way to put it! Twitter is exactly like that! EXACTLY LIKE THAT!
Now. If I can just stop vomiting and screaming as I punch this screen with my bare fist, I may be able to slam down a fistful of valium and still get home in time for Ellie’s bath. Neat.
Wait. Sorry.
I meant, “open air punching market.” And, “thinking about the importance of community.” And, “getting involved in whatever.” And, “Bath 3.0.”
Sorry. Sorry for the confusion. Sorry.
Every two days now we create as much information as we did from the dawn of civilization up until 2003, according to Schmidt.
fuck me
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