/me sniffles and coughs a litte. (flowers give me hayfever)

Hi. I'm not chatting anymore, but something tells me you already know that. It lost its appeal for me sometime in october (the 11th ?) and I quit for good sometime in March (the 10th). It was fun while it lasted, but now it reminds me of happier times and we can't have that, now can we ?
I noticed something odd earlier in the summer. I have three sites still up and between the three of them, I get about 30 hits a day. 900 visits a month is not very many at all when you are thinking about the internet, but two of those sites haven't been updated in years.
I think that maybe those visitors are people that chatted #Crush in the past. They probably know by now that I am no longer chatting and no longer updating, so it made me curious as to why they are coming to those pages. The answer is obvious: they are looking for each other. They once were close and now they have lost touch with some old chat buds.
All this made me think that I should put redirects on all those pages and funnel those chatters to a central location where they could possibly meet each other. I have a site already built (made it in febuary on my desktop) so it is just a question of posting it up somewhere. I see it as
an archive
a graveyard
a ghost-town
a lonesome place...
well, thats how I see it... It should have a lot of pictures and stuff you haven't seen in a long time; it will have a lot of stuff you have never seen.
Well, I hope everyone is doing well. If you know my name, then chances are that I love you. So coming soon: the chat zone zero: room #Crush graveyard- bring a picnic lunch to eat while you are browsing tombstones.

"the moral of this story
the moral of this song
is simply one should never be
where one does not belong
so if you see your neighbor carrying sumpthin
help him with his load
and don't go confusing paradise
with that girl across the road"


the thin raft

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