Does anyone actually come to this freakin' site anymore? Feels like I'm a stranger on my own account.

Soooo much shit has happened since I stopped lurking here long-term, and I honestly don't feel comfortable saying some of the stuff without knowing that someone who gives a modicum of a shit is reading, or maybe I'm just scared that if I do say something, the only person ever to read it would be some jerk pointing and laughing with his other jerk-like mates at me continuously coming back here in the not-so-fantastic moments of my life and talking about it.

At the risk of turning into some pseudo-emo LJ blogger who only shows up to bitch about my problems and have people attempt to make me feel better, but then fuck off when those people need what they've been trying to give me, I may come back from time to time and post some little blurbs about what's going on, even to get them out of my head and onto something that isn't an MSN convo with Don, or a walk into town with Butler. Maybe it's the hope that someone will read any sympathise, and I have a somewhat anonymous soul that cares, or maybe it's the thrill of getting caught by the above jerk. It might even be the fact that the very people I would end up talking about probably don't even know that this place exists(that means you safe Adder).

Well, that was long and pointless, I may well return, re-read this when it's been posted, declare it's "out of character" and delete it immediately. So if you're someone who isn't me that's reading this, muchó congratulations, you have just read my first "contribution" to this spam-infested corner of the internet for almost a year-and-a-half.

Lucky Lucky you.

Mebrind out.