I realise that Twitter’s made me a lazy poster. While word economy and precision is often a good thing at this job, these days sees what I’d typically be ranting about in a blog post often getting shortened to something far more concise—less than 140 characters, to be exact.

Which is a funny thing, because when this whole Twitter business started, everyone was going on about how it was a complement to your blog. “Compulsively blog on the go via phone text!” they yelled. “Twitter when you can’t blog,” they gushed.

So I did. Only that now, rather than put my words down proper in a white space, I’m twittering more often, habitually. Which doesn’t bode well for the fact that I write for a living, but the subconscious word economy does mean I find myself saving a lot of length on phone text messages, because something like, “Hey, how’s it going? I was just passing this store and saw a tee-shirt that reminded me of you. Hope you’re doing well,” which would’ve been typical previously, now sees its form shaping up like:

“Saw tee in store. So you. :)”