Eight years later...

I got an email from my mom today, who recently discovered the drop-down address bar on Mozilla, and subsequently found everywhere I existed on the internet in the past year and a half: my old myspace, DA, Facebook, etc.
She's questioning how exactly I know people from the Russian Confederation, mainly people of adjectorial titles (i.e. Kasey Kalamity, Charlie Compassionate, LeBron James, you know the deal).
I'm glad I led such an eventful life thus far.



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