Hello world. Today, I took that big step into the unknown vastness that is the SG public domain. Already I feel as though my mortal body has been usurped by the unholy god of procrastination, as I have abandoned all inclination to leave my place here before "The Machine." Human concepts such as "rest," and "sustinence" mean nothing to me now. We are beyond such trivialities.
I have a thread active in the Hook-Up boards. The thread is my child. I gave it birth, and I alone can give it death. But like any child, it must be nurtured and directed, lest I wish to see it to stray into some bastardized void, where I must then absolve myself of any public connection to its very messy private life of debauchery and excess.
So guide my child I will, like a good parent. I will sit here like a diligant dilatant. But I will also be ready to bask in the fruits of my labor. One day, I will be raised upon a pedestal so that all can partake in my glory! Then the masses will echo my name through the halls, empires will fall, and all will be right again with the world.
I have a thread active in the Hook-Up boards. The thread is my child. I gave it birth, and I alone can give it death. But like any child, it must be nurtured and directed, lest I wish to see it to stray into some bastardized void, where I must then absolve myself of any public connection to its very messy private life of debauchery and excess.
So guide my child I will, like a good parent. I will sit here like a diligant dilatant. But I will also be ready to bask in the fruits of my labor. One day, I will be raised upon a pedestal so that all can partake in my glory! Then the masses will echo my name through the halls, empires will fall, and all will be right again with the world.
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