Some days you are Godzilla. Other days you are Tokyo.
I am currently in the middle of what is medically termed “A Bloody Great Health Scare”. It appears that my heart is “knackered” (apologies for all the jargon) due to a genetic mutation. I think you’ll find that this makes me an X-Man. Albeit a shit one.
We’re still waiting for confirmation, but the boffins’ current thinking is to shove electronics into my body to keep it going. I am cool with this as, technically, this makes me a cyborg which has been the dream since childhood.
Cyborg X-Man. I win at life.
It’s all good, so why am I telling you this?
Well, I’ll use any excuse for some self-indulgent introspection about life and how to live it and I’ve decided to stop writing the @Its_Death Twitter account. I’m not finished with him yet and he’ll make an appearance in other media. Sorry about that. I’m still a guy that basically just likes writing jokes, so the account will continue under my own name. Consider it a re-branding. Or something less wanky.
Over the weekend I’ll be moving everything over from my personal account to that one. You won’t notice much difference other than the profile picture will get uglier and there will be less tweets about conversations with Sartre.
I’m aware that everyone has more important things to worry about than my social media admin, but I don’t want anyone to think that I’m pulling a fast one. Or, if they do think that I’m pulling a fast one, at least I’ve given some half-arsed reasons here.
Love to you all