No, really. It did. I’m (mostly) off Twitter today, as I’m focusing in on some big projects at work. But when I checked it at lunch, look what was there to greet me.
Clearly, Twitter needs me. Well, too bad, buddy. You’ll have to mosey along somehow without DVD SMRVL today.
(PS — This could also be some kind of subliminal advertising for post-Qwikster-fiasco Netflix, but I still think Twitter itself was calling my name.)