I started the account originally so I could annoy Miss Lynn's LJ and be able to put my name on the comments, such as "DAMN YOUR EYES" or whatever when we conspired to sneak six-packs into really crappy movies. I was unemployed at the time, squirrelled away in a combination hermitage/garrett (depending on the mood) of my own devising, and trying to stay sane by playing video games and chewing my way through box after box of raw pasta. Farfelle can be a lot of fun to crunch when you're crazy.
I did mention I was driving myself only slightly insane back then, didn't I? Of course. You can tell because a month after I started, Cat Town came on the scene.
Well, since then there's been laffs, there's been tears, there's been incomprehensible hollering, there's been cats and towns and meta-meta-meta-webcomics and Alice's Restaurant every Thanksgiving and ALL CAPS and stupid songs and bits and pieces and I kinda grew to like this "Well, why don't you yammer on about yourself for a while?" thing. I found friends from long ago and I found friends I never even knew I had, I discovered a brand-new theater company which quickly became the bestest damned family a hermit could have, I helped start a radio drama group, I found work, I talked about the weirder jobs (one of these days I really oughta finish the Smutmonger and Phonemonkey Diaries and/or reintroduce people to 'em), I suddenly started finding myself quoted in the newspaper, I started a browser flamewar on Slashdot without knowing, I found places to live and people to love and parallelism to use and you were there, and you, and you and you. I do believe life became a hell of a lot better.
I'm not one to say "THIS IS WHY" but boy howdy things might've been ever so slightly different if I hadn't wanted to give Lynn shit for wanting to go see Gigli.