it's like..
you're sitting on the floor of a living room somewhere in olympia, washington, playing goofy ass games like mad gab and renfield. after much confusion, you've somehow reached what was to be the culmination this evening and you're thinking, 'why the fuck am i doing this?' you're surrounded by noders. dirty, depraved noders full of cheeseburgers and cheese fries and other good ribeye foodstuffs (pseudo_intellectual ate a sundae as big as a cranium!).

your legs get sore, so you go outside to play sardines (like hide and seek, but not) within a six.. no, make that three block area. and it's cold. and schmoe hides very well. tough for him - everyone else gives up and comes back to the warm living room. you watch mod fuck explosion, and are confused. so you draw on people, or are drawn on, instead of paying attention.

you reckon to storm the tesc computer center. the outside doors, the ones no one save the police can unlock, are closed. the wing is inaccessible. you wander through the library building, trying to reach the machines, but it's no good. the fire escapes are locked, the freight elevators turned off. luckily, the police come along to open the doors right about then.

you node. it's good.