Riding out the teacup storm...

Was planning a timely rant about twitter changing the reply system, spinning out into a rambling musing on friends and meeting people, and the difficulty of keeping track over the years, and how some faces stick with you and others just fade, and random encounters and paranoia and coincidence... but am way to busy to write it so you'll just have to pretend I said it all in reply to someone else and you missed it.

(I understand this will mean very little to anyone that isn't on twitter. Just accept that Bad Things have happened there and feel outraged and indignant on my behalf. Or join up so I have more people to talk to!)