I first joined Twitter on 13th March 2009, and on Friday 16th April 2010 I posted my 1,000th Tweet.

I joined Twitter to basically keep in contact with the good people from around the world who were doing Script Frenzy. I was skeptical about the usefulness of Twitter when I first joined, given that I was limited to 140 characters (though people have told me, giving me that much space is perhaps too much freedom) and didn't think that I would use it that much outside of the Frenzy or NaNoWriMo events, but a strange thing happened. And once I had finally gone through puberty, I found myself putting more of my thoughts on Twitter.

I found it convenient for random thoughts (and thoughts that I believed may amuse other people) that did not warrant, or were not fully developed enough for their own blog posts. Though again, some people have said that if that were really true, there would be no I Love Matt Fishwick.com, but that is another tweet for another time.

The Self Indulgent Begging

At this point in the blog post, it is time for a little bit of Choose Your Own Adventure. If reading this blog post has wet your whistle and you decide to dip a toe into the twittery water, then please consider the following:

If you decide to follow me on Twitter: Use this link and I will follow you back.

If you decide NOT to follow me on Twitter: Use this link and I will dedicate at least 12 seconds to reading your tweets before blocking you in disgust.

The Future

And what does the future hold for me on Twitter. Well, I have hit 1,000 tweets. That's far more tweets than I ever thought that I would post, and it seems like a good place to stop, at least for a little while so that when my page is viewed by those curious, it will have the nice and even number of 1,000 in the counter.

Beyond that, I have a few plans of what I will be doing with the service. I'll have to do something worthy now that the entire public timeline tweets will go in the Library of Congress in the US. And it just goes to validate the old addage that you needn't bother backing your data up, because eventually the Library Of Congress will do it for you and make the entire results searchable.

And of course, currently my tweets are in the public timeline, but that could all change. Who is to know?

My Favourite Tweets

It doesn't sound very interesting, and clearly it isn't, but earlier in the year I talked about how I wanted to blog more. I reasoned that the actual blog entries don't have to contain entirely original content. So this blog post will be in a similar vein to all those TV "Top 100" Countdown shows that you see littering up the schedules. I thought that while this seemed good enough for free to air TV, it was also good enough for a free to internet Blog.

Unlike TV shows, I won't actually being doing any Talking Heads (mainly because I don't know the lyrics and can't play any instruments) about why I have chosen a particular tweet. I also won't be limiting myself to a set number, I'll just be listing the ones in retrospect that I find funny and/or interesting. There also won't be any setting the tweet in context. Most of my postings do not need other references.

Each Tweet will be given a number. That isn't a score, but rather the reverse order in which is was posted. For example in this set my very first tweet is numbered 1000 and my 1000th tweet is numbered 1. (Because when I copied them, the numbers were automatically added and I am too lazy to remove/renumber them).

So now without further ado, here comes the copy and paste:

1. Yay, my tweets will be saved for posterior. Oh arse, I think I got that wrong. #Profound #1000th Tweet. #LibraryOfCongress.

2. My entire life has been a mistake. At least that was it said in the birthday card from my parents.

5. Hey wall, if you could use one word to describe me, what would it be? http://twitpic.com/1g1rv2

8. I'm a triple threat. I can disappoint you mentally, emotionally and physically. #triplethreat

13. Co-worker appeared in office @ 7pm. I was surprised to see her. Normally, if I want to see her this late I have to look through her window.

16. I can tell I'm in tip top shape, as my tits only jiggle for a mere 15 seconds after I have finished cleaning my teeth.

31. Is it wrong that all items listed under Health & Fitness remain unread in my Feed Reader?

41. RIP Malcolm McLaren, without your controversy courting, the Country Life butter ads just wouldn't be the same.

61. I sent an email out inviting people to join my super group, but due to a typo we just ended up having a bite to eat.

68. I was dancing at a party once and everyone around me was shouting "Go Matt, Go Matt!" Turns out, they just wanted me to leave.

69. I was giving a house tour once and pointed at the vacuum cleaner saying exactly the same thing. RT @Surefiredaisy: Well, this sucks.

80. I can't hang around here all day, I have fetal positions to get into and tears to cry.

84. This morning I watched The Biggest Loser in High Definition. My new mirror is quite powerful.

85. Apparently, shouting "Burn In Hell" at someone in the office after they sneeze, is not appropriate.

89. #omgfact I've only ever been to one concert in my life. And before you ask, yes, Celine Dion was awesome.

104. Somewhere out there, he knew there was a girl with his name crudely etched on her forehead. He resolved to put a lock on that door. #vss

107. Did some gardening & dug up a bunch of animation cells. I think we can safely close the file on Carmen Sandiego.

117. My glutes are tweaking. I think they have a meth problem.

120. His love of the undead caused an abrupt end to his summer work experience at the morticians.

121. I WANT TO BE A PAGE 3 GIRL! I've filled out the application, practiced my natural poses and now I'm off to Tesco's to use the photo booth.

129. What do I want in bed? That's easy. You can never go wrong with a Cornish Pasty and a nice pillow. #cosmopolitan

131. Despite all evidence to the contrary, I am not, it appears, a Dapper Dan man.

138. Caution John de Lancie After Next Junction #startrek themed #motorway #signs

139. Entered an online comp but misspelled my name as matthjew. I think I've blown my chances of getting tickets to Hamas:The Backstage Tour!

146. By signing up for an iPad you are giving Steve Jobs first dibs on your organs should he need another transplant.

158. Catching up on Reading. According to Google Earth it is right where I left it.

159. They sat staring, surprised that the old man had so many touching stories. They decided he'd never be allowed to work as Santa again. #vss

161. Today I Learned I'm resistable. Fun until I found resistable/irresistable isnt interchangeable like flammable/inflammable. I also learned I'm flammable

166. In June 2009, Virgin Atlantic celebrated 25 years of not offering me a complimentary Business Class upgrade. #omgfacts

168. My next screenplay has a title: "The Men Who Stare At Coats" - The plot, like the source material, is very thin. #nichefilms #scriptfrenzy

170. That fog on the drive home was scary. Its a good thing that I kept my eyes shut for most of the time.

171. I have broken the button on my pants. I knew I shouldn't have eaten today.

172. I just cleaned my glasses. It now appears that all the dirt was actually in my mind.

186. I think I have invented a drink that no one has ever thought of before - Vodka and Irn Bru. I call it Irn Bra.

196. Ryanair plane from Liverpool hit by fire scare returns 2 the airport, but only because the passengers wouldn't pay £10 for fire extinguisher

200. 2010 Day 2: I have resorted to Pussycat Dolls DVD Workout. Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me?

201. It is the first day of 2010 and now I am noticing that my mirror has put on a little holiday weight.

215. Adam came before Eve. Eve was bitterly disappointed. #vss

217. When you are drunk... I laugh and you forget. When I am drunk... Trees!

219. It's New Year's Eve Eve, also known as New Year's Eve Adam.

220. Getting ready to go out, by putting on my skin tight jeans. Sadly before Christmas, they weren't skin tight.

225. My trip was cancelled when I decided to fasten my shoelaces.

233. Just ran over a group of girls in my car. Surprisingly, they did not fall like dominos.

235. What will I remember most about this Christmas? The Pope is not a Weeble.

237. According to the TV, my fantasy girlfriend is just a 25p text away. Despite having this TV for 8 years it still doesn't know me that well.

240. Rapping presents. At this stage it's obvious the parfum doesn't have my mad freestyling skillz. This is one rap battle I totally can win.

241. I hate everything I stand for, which is mainly why I sit down now.

247. Singing "Touch-A, Touch-A, Touch Me" to the mirror. So far it is refusing. Maybe it needs more to drink.

248. Tim Curry singing "I Can Make You A Man". I don't think he's singing to me.

253. Lost £1.00 on the train. I had it to win, place or show. It didn't.

256. Apparently, exposing one's inner self does not mean dropping your pants at the railway station. I wish someone had told me sooner.

269. #omgfact by signing up for an iPod or iPhone you are giving Steve Jobs first dibs on your organs should he need another transplant.

272. No. 1 item on Christmas List: Terry Gilliam Chocolates. They are beset with production problems but the end results are quite magical.

273. It is hard to fall gracefully when you are naked.

274. If you can keep your head while those around you are losing theirs, you may be an Executioner in France.

276. Someone once said I had a youthful glow. Well, I did used to summer at Sellafield.

281. In winter, do menthol iTunes help you hear more easily?

338. I want to die doing what I love... Having heart attacks.

376. Just had a great ego boost. A member of my compulsive liars group swears I'm exactly like Jesus. 5.5yrs to go then.

397. In #nanowrimo forum posts I am officially no longer using the word "count" as I keep inadvertantly missing out a key letter. #changedmeaning

430. Sometimes things happen for a reason and other times things happen for a raisin

431. "I'm looking for a real man," she said. He looked at his shoes. Just then the buzzer sounded and Pinocchio moved to the next table. #vss

432. Either kogakr-njtg isn't a word or my predictive text is apole.

435. #nottosayonfirstdate Do you want to guess how many rocks it would take to weigh you down? No? It'll be a surprise then.

450. RT @rosiebunny: I left @mattfishwick used and dirty... in the sink

452. I had a bit of a drunk and now I am slightly drink.

488. Maybe if I eat a little more I can declare myself both an island and a tax free haven.

496. Coffee and laptops don't mix unless you have a really powerful blender

497. Jesus Saves! With these handy coupons from Thrifty Mart.

541. Rejected Star Trek DS9 characters, vol. 1 - Kai Wayne Rooney

565. "That's you" appears on my Twitter Profile page. Handy because it allows me to verify that the underwear I have on is, in fact, not my own.

572.If you put sexual mores over a naked flame, eventually you'll get a sexual s'more.

574. I brought my boyfriend home. #mymomsaid " #HesNotThatIntoYou. " I was disappointed, but at least I caught the bouquet at their wedding. #vss

575. Parallel Parkin - 2 pieces of cake that will never meet.

609. Marcel Marceau And The Charity Car Wash Blog Post: http://bit.ly/4dokNy for the UK Charity Cystic Fibrosis Trust. Why Not Donate?

611. Old MacDonald learned his vowels: A E I O U

615. #mylasttweetonearth Despite its name, Davidoff's Cool Water is not a thirst quencher.

624. #igottacrushon people who can spell properly.

633. zzzz# '3w!4 p3q

637. #SmithsLyrics4DryCleaners “In the darkened underpants I thought ‘Oh God my chance has come at last.’” #Smiths #lyrics #DryCleaners

659. #smithslyrics4TheOverweight "To diet by your side, is such a heavenly way to diet" #lyrics #smiths #overweight

663. #smithslyrics4AquaticCreatures "Because I want to see people And I want to sealife" #lyrics #smiths #aquatic

676. A #poem before bed: Goodnight Moon, Goodnight stars, Goodnight women, in their bras.

683. As I said to my grandma on her deathbed, "This would be a lot easier if you didn't struggle." #TCTC

689. I sat in the doctor's office with my wife. "Leslie has severe memory loss," he said. "Who's Leslie?" I asked. #TCTC

690. Jo stared at Leslie's killer until her eyes were drawn to a smudge on the mirror. #TCTC

694. "The shoe is on the other foot now," she laughed, before turning and hobbling away. #TCTC

706. Jimmy was sad that he missed Grandpa's final moments, but was pleased to hear that he put up a good fight against the taxidermist.

713. Matt typed "Matt is" into Google and was surprised by the results. He swore he wasn't gay but his boyfriend had doubts. #TCTC

721. FYI "pimp" is not an option on my phone's predictive text. 1:07 AM Oct 3rd, 2009 via web

723. Want a designer baby but can’t afford it? Take a regular baby and apply a trendy iron-on decal. Tres Chic! The baby’ll be crease free too.

725. @CyranDorman - Or at least write a Choose Your Own Porn Adventure. Turn to page 5 if you decide to call a plumber. Page 6 for the pizza boy.

729. #haveuever tweeted something just to appear on a search results list?

736. If your tears taste like lollipops, is that the first sign of diabetes?

741. #LemonSponge Really Cleans Up. New blog post @ http://ilovemattfishwick.com or http://bit.ly/gIpWQ in aid of Cystic Fibrosis Trust. Donate!

755. Want to have a soup can wrapper designed by me? Visit @ http://ilovemattfishwick.com for #instructions & free download. #blog #fun #fiction.

758. At work the lightbulb over my desk has popped. Unfortunately this means I can’t have any new ideas until it is replaced.

761. Watched the Retweet channel last night, sorry I mean Dave 4:21 PM Sep 13th, 2009 via web

768. 53 get ups until #nanowrimo. in exercise terms that's 53 situps! 6:57 PM Sep 8th, 2009 via web

770. With great powder comes a reduced chance of chafing. 6:53 PM Sep 8th, 2009 via web

771. With great power comes a great big electricity bill.

781. #rememberwhen I was #pertinent?

785. Big day today! Got a Hare Krishna leaflet and a @jensenwilder business card. I'm unsure as to whether @jensenwilder is my God now...

799. One of my #teeth is chipped. Next time it should really be boiled, because it is healthier.

820. Either the lines between fact and fiction really have blurred, or my glasses need cleaning...

863. The computer is a tool. But then it probably doesn't think much of me either.

864. #newbandname #pilates for #pirates.

887. #Celebrating the 2nd #anniversary of my 25th #birthday

888. People call me a one man band, mainly because I have #cymbals strapped to my knees.

897. #spoiler #alert Tomorrow is #Monday.

928. #Idea for a #lowerback #tattoo (really small letters): If you can read this, you’d better buy me #breakfast. (and it must include hashtag)

936. The #Kindle will never replace the book. When you're caught short in the woods the #kindle is only good for two wipes. Maximum.

943. I knew #MichaelJackson would find a way out of those London gigs

949. wearing a sticker that says "Pink Lady" but only because I couldn't find an apple marked "T-Bird"

972. -- --- .-. ... . / -.-. --- -.. .

983. Results just in! I'm not pregnant, though peeing on that stick was fun.

986. 101 pages = #scriptfrenzy weiner, I mean winner!

992. #scriptfrenzy. I've just figured out how to see people replying to me. Sorry for the non responses. I love being a luddite

1000. is disappointing you.

Until next time,

Matt.

Unlike last year's 1st Anniversary Post where I simply showed "Best Of" clips of the posts from that previous year, this year I thought that I would take a look back at my goals and aspirations that I set for myself and update you on them, as we approach the anniversary, 2010 is one quarter over with. So away we go:

Goal One
I need to lose weight. I have to. I have a goal in mind and if this doesn’t make me lose weight nothing will. If the weight stays I am well and truly fucked. I have enough problems that I can’t control and if I can’t beat this one that’s of my own making then, well who knows? This includes exercising more. And when I say more, I mean exercise. I bought a damn bike. It’s just sitting there. In 2010 it will be used.

Yep, well, ahem. I was doing really well, (I had lost half a stone / 7lb / 3kg, exercising and eating right) but then it all went tits up when I hurt my knee. Then my knee got better, or so I thought and I started exercising again, but then I hurt it again, so I have gained all the weight that I had previously lost and I'm back to where I started again. But I'm just in the middle a course of anti-inflamatory medication and hopefully in another two weeks I will be back to where I was before and will be able to start again. I don't know whether to publish what I weigh on here, my fingers keep moving across the keyboard but they aren't going anywhere near the number pad, so I guess you'll miss out on finding out. Unless of course you decide to look elsewhere on the web where I have written about my struggles.

Goal Two
Write more. I want to finish my online story. I have set myself a mini goal of end of March. Because of goal three. There are also a few things that I also want to try writing wise. I have how to books. It may well be time to read them.

Well, since I wrote this goal I have written Chapter 11 of my online story and that is it. Having the break from it and doing a different story for NaNoWriMo, was a bad idea for this story. I just couldn't seem to get back in the flow in December and January. February was a real struggle but I got it done, and March I just lost motivation. I found myself thinking more and more about the first novel I ever wrote. It isn't to say that I shouldn't have done NaNoWriMo, as I learned some valuable lessons from it and was, shock horror, able to complete a, albeit shoddy, first draft. I think I am just one of those people that needs a kick in the pants to actually focus and knuckle down and write.

Goal Three
For Script Frenzy (April 2010) I will convert the online story into a screenplay. If the story is not done I will not participate. For the past 2 years I have participated and written crap. I know that I can write 100 pages of crap. There is no challenge in that any more. I need to be able to successfully create a screenplay that has a beginning, a middle and an end. Even if it is one that I already now the outcome and it is just a case of putting the story to screenplay format. Then in 2011, I can think about doing one from scratch with a detailed plot.

Well, as you know from reading chapter 11, the story has not finished. And I did agonise of this (and I hear you say, "Why? It's crap") but after talking it through with a friend I decided that because I was struggling so much with the story in prose, that I could continue the story in screenplay format from the start of what would have been chapter 12 and then if I get to the end of the story before the end of April, I can come back and adapt the first 11 chapters into the screenplay. So on Thursday I will start the screenplay at the Script Frenzy 2010 Write-in, to be held at the Egg, Liverpool. If you're there say hello.

Goal Four
Mystery goal. If you wish to know about this one, you’ll have to buy me dinner first.

This is progressing nicely, well I hope. I have made further steps forward and I am currently awaiting responses. So that I can initiate the final phase.

Goal Five
Get to Liverpool more to see my friends. Until they get sick of me that is.

Well, I went to a meeting in January (13th I believe it was) at The Egg and I will be going to the write-in on Thursday (which I have taken the day off for). I hope to get to Liverpool a few more times in April and then at the end of April (30th) I shall be attending the Rathole Radio Live Gig in Liverpool, hosted by Dan (who I met through Script Frenzy in 2009). I think several of the NaNoWrimo/Script Frenzy group are going so it should be fun. If you are going and see me there, say hi. I won't bite, but I may puke on your shoes depending upon how much I have had to drink.

Goal Six
Plan a proper novel for NaNoWriMo 2010. Oooh. Actual Plots and knowing the beginning and ending before I start. And cliffhangers, too! How will I cope?

Well, if all goes to plan in April, I will know how "That Joke Isn't Funny Any More" ends and I will be using May/June to write chapter 12 through to the end. Once July arrives I will then start to plan my NaNoWriMo 2010 entry.

Goal Seven
Meet more people. This will be really difficult for me. Anyone who knows me in real life knows how really shy I am around people I don’t know or don’t know that well.

I am still shy but I'm trying. I'm going to a gig, something which I never would have dreamed of several years ago. And I've signed up for a course starting May 1st that should hopefully make me more outgoing and not frightened of people. We'll see what happens.

Goal Eight
Be a better person. I don’t exactly know what this entails, but I know I’m not good enough the way I am.

I have signed up for a course, really I have. You may think that I was drunk when I wrote Goal Eight, but I wasn't.

Goal Nine
Be more confident. (I’ll have to wipe the dust off of that CD)

I have signed up for a course, I am going to a gig (at which I will try not to puke on anyone's shoes) and I have listened to that CD.

Goal Ten
Start smoking and then quit smoking. If I only manage 50% of this then at least I won’t have to worry about a pension any more.

Two packs a day, bitches! Well, not really. So I should start putting money in my pension.

Goal Eleven *new*
Start writing more blog posts, because I know you're all dying to hear about my life (if my total blog hits of 1695 [since Aug 2009] are any indication). Even if it isn't fiction writing that I am doing, blogging more will at least mean that I'm writing and not out and about being a threat to society.

We will see how Goal Eleven develops, most probably it will be like a blurred photograph with quality control sticker right in the centre.

Thus concludes the Second Anniversary Craptacular. Who knows what hilarity will happen here before the Third Anniversary (other than me having to renew my domain).

Check back soon for more updates or to see that I have failed in my own promises.

FADE OUT.

Another attempt, another win.

Roll on next year.

Roll on a better idea.

Roll on deoderant.

The CURSOR taunts him.

His well is dry, fortunately he has indoor plumbing - even in the north of England, but that isn't helping him now.

MATT's fingers glide over the keyboard as he types.

It would seem Matt is shit at typing. He deletes, and starts again, SLOWLY.

Ideas = 0.
Pages = 0.