Here’s what I do. I post stuff. In the morning, before work, I scroll through the homepage or whatever it’s called (see? Bad tumblrer.) Sometimes, though not always, I do the same in the evening after work. Then, occasionally, I go to that lightning bolt thingie (bad tumblrer), and check to see who has been “hearting” my stuff. Inevitably, that’s when I see the icon (or avatar or whatever it is these days- bad tumblrer) of someone I really like (and by that I mean that I find that person really interesting or they make me laugh or they just seem like a good, decent human being), and I’m like, “Oh, hey! Look who it is! Lemme check out his/her tumblr.” And I find like 50 things that I adore and so I just go nuts and am like, “How did I miss that?!? And THAT?!?Gah! HEARTS FOREVAH!” So, I guess what I’m saying is, if you ever come across a section of your lightning thingie that is all hearts by me, I’m not stalking you or trying to scare you. I’m just a bad tumblrer so I missed a bunch of the really cool shit you did, said, photographed or reblogged, and I feel the compelling need to let you know that I LOVED IT ALL. Not that you care. This has been a post. The end.