Cujo, especially.

It's taking some time, but I'm doing a lot of different things with my life. Some, completely new things, like trying seafood to see if I really hate it as much as I thought. Others, deeper explorations of things I've not payed attention to in the past, like Nadine turning out to be a completely cool person and Kathy being one of the most interesting girls I've ever met, despite certain histories.

And all the old ghosts and haunts are still around, functioning like clockwork because they're not strong enough to lead amazing lives and drift instead in mediocrity because they've found enough content in it to stay. I don't partake in most of those circles anymore, but I've come to realize that I'll never forget them. Many of them have made a great impact on my life, and those that have made the greatest will stay with me forever. Those two fabulous girls I fell for, and the many who I almost did. The friends and enemies I've acquired over the years; extraordinary summer nights, adventures and fights, and all those overseas endeavors. Some of these things won't let me forget them.

Which brings me to you, The Cult. I've come to realize that I'll never forget you. Maybe you guys haven't made as big an impact as some other things, but you've made one big enough. I mean, I've heard (read) some of the most marvelous things from you people (and some of the stupidest), I've expressed myself without restraint and exposed my creativity to you. Hell, I've met some - and even LIVED with one - of of you guys.

And I think that's pretty wild. Some people keep their real lives and their internet ones far apart. They don't talk about their forums, and keep it its own secret world. But we, the Culties, well... I mean, we send letters to each other, music, books, candy, gifts... we hang out with each other when we can. Some of us have hooked up with each other. Two of us are getting fucking MARRIED.

Where I'm going with this is, we're something else.

We've evolved past being a regular forum. Into what, I don't know. And we perceive it in different ways, but we can't deny it. We have made a bigger impact on each other than a lot of people have in real life. We've created stronger bonds with people across thousands of miles of land and water than we have with a large part of the people that live right around us. Here we are, brought together by a simple, single cause [one that we don't even really care much about anymore (sorry, Chuck)], and stuck together because we can't get enough of each other.

I guess what I'm trying to say is... well, The Cult, I love you. Kind of. You know, not like how a man loves a woman {or another man [or a barnyard animal (or Corellion)]}, but like one loves the hangout spot he knows he can go to any night and chat with good people about different shit. I love you like I love taking a good poop, or seeing angry black chicks fight. Now, make me a sandwich, The Cult. And bring me a beer. But don't forget one for yourself, because there's noobs to be insulted, pointless announcements to be made, actual conversations to be shared, and most importantly, titz to be shown. Yeah? Yeah. Cheers, The Cult. May we one day be banned in Russia, too, for our extraordinary ridiculousness. Cheers.