God help me. The tip jar which will attach itself to this diary like some obnoxious, parasite will be my twenty thousandth comment here. See me standing hunched and wired, triumphant among nerds, exemplar of geeks.
You all know what that means, right? A celebration! And pics.
So, how did I get this far? Obstinacy and perseverance, friends, obstinacy and perseverance. No flame war or episode of trolling has managed to drive me away:
Still, if one doesn't enter the more controversial diaries, Kossacks can actually be very pleasant company. So pleasant, in fact, that I doubt my senses. Perhaps there is some brainwashing going on?
Still, I find myself not caring. After all, it's not like you're indoctrinating me as part of some nefarious plot, right?
I'm not quite sure how I found the time to write 20.000 comments here, though, given my studies and other pursuits. On second thought, perhaps I do. I think my footwear saved me a lot of time which would otherwise have been unproductively wasted:
Oh, my God, I need a life.
To be serious for a moment, it's been a privilege being here. For all its flaws, Daily Kos is a loose confederation of people roughly on the same side of the political spectrum and can be a source of sanity when the world goes barking mad. Oh, and a source of amusing pics and wisecracks, of course.
In short, thank you for an interesting couple of years, Kossacks. I hope to remain one of you for a while longer... and I will be, if Markos doesn't ban me for tag abuse.