The Dark Furie

Two years of writing this page and I'm still here. I've faced mortal enemies, the loss of real friends and the constant gain of new ones. I've written about my favourite subjects - videogames, phones, my philosophies in life, the way parents should take more responsibility for their children, the way the world seems to have lost it's morals somewhere - as well as anything else that has caught my eye as worth sharing. In accordance with my world view I've tried to keep this place as light as possible while covering some pretty dark territory.

Special Mentions

A couple of thousand people have helped shape this page over the past two years and, while I can't go mentioning everybody here, I can mention a couple of defining moments. Remember, I've got a text input limit so don't get pissy if you aren't mentioned.

Clint was the first friend I made here. A great guy with a dark sense of humour that almost perfectly matches my own. Finding someone so like-minded straight off is one of the reasons I got past that starting point where you don't know if this is your thing or not. Realising you've been here two years and you still count that person as a good friend is a great feeling.

The thing I'll always remember about Mart is when he told me off. I'd posted about Bush but had done a lackluster job of researching my post, filling it with mixed fact and rumours without specifying which was which, and he called me on it. Reading with a fresh pair of eyes I saw how bad it was and deleted it as a rewrite would have had to have been complete. He gained my respect and friend request that day.

The cat has been a constant nemesis for me ever since she ganged up with Esther to murder me, steal my wallet and go to Vienna on my money. Our wars have been some of my most fun moments on here, keeping my mind active and making me feel young again. Anyone watching me set out my next attack/counter would see a look of childish joy on my face that normally only occurs when I'm watching original Transformers cartoons. Behind the scenes of our war a friendship has bloomed and I count her as one of my most trusted people on here.

There are many others of course, some of which can't be here and some of which are here everyday. I'd love to mention you all, but I've got my three year anniversary post to plan for too. Stick around that long and you may be included in the special mentions there.

While I revel in the role, I didn't set out that way. Like most people I just made a post on a newly created account, half wondering if I'd ever make another and not expecting any comments. Of course, my long time readers know what happened next, but not everyone has been here since the beginning so I'll repeat it here. Having gotten rid of the phone that was tied to the e-mail address I used to sign up I wasn't able to authenticate the account and lost access to it. A few days later I created this account and have only recently moved that first post over here for the sake of completeness. I've come a long way since then.

My first few weeks here were spent figuring out the ways the web had changed since I'd been away, realising just how boring my life is and that I had nothing interesting to write about, learning how to post images and change text to bold, etc. If you look at my posts then and my posts now you'll see the stark contrast between them. Going through them all shows a steady growth in knowledge, confidence and style as I experiment with new things to do on this page and develop consistent themes and long running jokes.

In short, two years ago I was like any new blogger. I didn't know what to write about and I didn't know how to write it. In two years time I've gained better skills but most importantly I've gained an audience worth writing for. Friends who enjoy my page and whom I enjoy a mutual respect with. If you're new to this place just think to yourself that in two years time, you could be like me. I wish you luck.