What's the deal with your nickname? How did you get it? If your nickname is self-explanatory, then tell everyone when you first started using the internet, and what was the first thing that made you say "wow, this isn't just a place for freaks after all?" Was it a website? Was it an email from a long-lost friend? Go on, spill it.
What do you mean, "when did I realize the internet wasn't just a place for freaks...?"
When I first started using the internet, I went about it in the normal way, y'know, email, message boards, research for school, a little shopping, a little porn - I'm not gonna lie.
Well then, it was a lot of porn.
It was only later I learned. I got a broadband connection. I got hardcore. I dove headfirst into a boiling sea of TRUTH, and, even if I didn't drown, even if I wasn't devoured by sharks or violated by giant Truth Squid, there was no way I would emerge unscathed.
Because the internet IS a place for freaks. Freaks who do strange and unspeakable things. To themselves. To each other. To animals, vegetables and minerals. And those freaks and abominations unto the Lord and Nature are compelled, nay, driven, to share those awful things not only with each other but with the whole entire world.
And that is when I knew.
I was HOME.
