Long long ago, someone from TCN contacted me in regards to some problems that they were having that were being traced back to a room on my IRC Network.
After trading some logs back and forth, the problem was dealt with, and I remained in contact with said person. Sharing a mutual friend, I remained a person that said person would go to when they needed assistance with various situations. Eventually, they required some expansive server space with which to expand their site, and I helped to set them up. As a token of thanks, I was given a symbolic Administrator title on their sites, and I stuck around as a "presence"... rumour has it that some actually were afraid of me or something
/more_annoyed.gif\' class=\'bbc_emoticon\' alt=\'(ns)\' /> , and I guess it helped to keep some in line (
/banned.gif\' class=\'bbc_emoticon\' alt=\':banned:\' /> ).
With time, further expansion was necessary, and this person decided it was time to buy out their hosting company, and I (and my IRC Network) came along with it (bet she's regretting THAT decision now
/bigwink.gif\' class=\'bbc_emoticon\' alt=\';)\' />).
I guess I've sort of been here ever since.
Oh yeah, it all sort of led to where I am now, too... (longterm) engaged to an amazingly wonderful and dedicated woman
/wub.gif\' class=\'bbc_emoticon\' alt=\':wub:\' /> , who has this strangely entertaining hobby of beating kids into submission with a broom.. I mean, mop
/broomwack-shy.gif\' class=\'bbc_emoticon\' alt=\'(broom)\' /> . So I guess it's all good, so long as you all don't mind being on the receiving end of that beating.
/blum.gif\' class=\'bbc_emoticon\' alt=\':P\' />
poor class
