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Name: John Thirteen
Joined: May 6, 2000
Joined: May 6, 2000
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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.
(thûr-tn)
I don't believe in luck as a concept, and thus I embrace this unloved number.
I am unnaturally bothered by buildings that do not have 13th floors (how are we supposed to move forward as a species, if we cannot bear to properly number everyday things?), and I would feel the same about bakers dozens if it did not signify pleasant redundancy.
I have a black cat. (or had. Poor little thing)
I am learning that the following is true.
"Arguing with anonymous strangers on the Internet is a sucker's game because they almost always turn out to be — or to be indistinguishable from —self-righteous sixteen-year-olds possessing infinite amounts of free time." — Neal Stephenson
I have started all these sentences with I.
Mean old man.
I am not fat anymore, that is an old picture. I will leave it up so that you can think of me as fat when we are arguing about what liberty you wish to restrict. When you try and hunt me down, you will be surprised by how lean I am, and I will use that moment to attack. You are gonna be so sorry. (this is not that picture anymore cause I forgot to move that picture before I let the server space lapse. Please enjoy this picture of me and your future Queen. Don't worry about the fact that you have a Queen, it was going to be a dystopia no matter what.)
(thûr-tn)
I don't believe in luck as a concept, and thus I embrace this unloved number.
I am unnaturally bothered by buildings that do not have 13th floors (how are we supposed to move forward as a species, if we cannot bear to properly number everyday things?), and I would feel the same about bakers dozens if it did not signify pleasant redundancy.
I have a black cat. (or had. Poor little thing)
I am learning that the following is true.
"Arguing with anonymous strangers on the Internet is a sucker's game because they almost always turn out to be — or to be indistinguishable from —self-righteous sixteen-year-olds possessing infinite amounts of free time." — Neal Stephenson
I have started all these sentences with I.
Mean old man.
I am not fat anymore, that is an old picture. I will leave it up so that you can think of me as fat when we are arguing about what liberty you wish to restrict. When you try and hunt me down, you will be surprised by how lean I am, and I will use that moment to attack. You are gonna be so sorry. (this is not that picture anymore cause I forgot to move that picture before I let the server space lapse. Please enjoy this picture of me and your future Queen. Don't worry about the fact that you have a Queen, it was going to be a dystopia no matter what.)