Blogs and Tumblrs and Twitters—the status updates of the heart, the echo chambers of an era, the mirrors in which the parakeets of Generation Y Not Me? look at themselves and says, "Who's a pretty, underappreciated birdy?"—are, of course, the TV shows of tomorrow. Particularly if these Tumblr-bloggy-Twitter things are created by twentysomething females who are just as adorably directionless, yet adorably savvy about being directionless, as Lena Dunham.
All of these shows have already been or will be compared to Girls (inevitably followed by a denial of that comparison), given that they're all intended to capture, as Bachelis puts it, "what it feels like to be someone’s subordinate, having people telling you what to do and also your parents telling you what to do. And to just be in this weird life phase" where you're not immediately a huge success right out of college, and you have to get by for a few years making cute, ephemeral things on the Internet, until they're optioned for a show by networks desperately chasing the zeitgeist. And everyone can relate to that. Anyway, if you're a twentysomething female in a hip city, and you've yet to put your own musings about how occasionally difficult that is into a lucrative Tumblr, you deserve all the very minor setbacks you get.