I'm not here, typing this, right now.
My mind's up in the gutter.
Wait -- it's spilling out that ding in the corner!
Spilling out and pouring into the cracks in your pavement.
Well, shit. Shit shit shit.
What do we do now?
Fix the gutter, or retrieve the mind?
I came to E2 mainly because I appreciate the lack of nitpicking when it comes to the kind of write-up. I could write about my mother. I could write about getting locked out of my bank account. I could write a half-improvised poem.
I like the node system. I like the vote system. I like everything (ha ha) about this website. It's perfect.