It's funny how the little things can remind you of who you were, how far you've come, how much you've achieved, how much you've failed.
All it took was the little addition of a "The Number 23" to Netflix to remind me of how much this site, what it stands for, and what stands behind it, meant to me for so long.
It makes me happy, looking over this place, seeing that all the old faces are still here, still responding to the same "But is this serious?" questions with the same mix of seriousness and tomfoolery.
To think, with everything that has changed in the world, even just in my own sphere, that a site about chaos has maintained perhaps the most consistency. Sounds like some high weirdness to me.
Thanks for helping an edgy teen in a time where he needed to be told he wasn't the smartest person in the world, that maybe he should think for his own damn self, and that he shouldn't take everything so damn seriously. It really did help a lot. Life has been very hard since I was here, and maybe I was at least a little bit less of a jackass in how I dealt with things than I would have been.
One can hope.
Or kill me.
