Dear Cid/God, Personally, I have no idea what I would say in your godly usernotes. So I'll just leave this one here because of the chance that my head will bit bitten off if I don't. Have a lovely Christmas and New year!
It's hard to post something "mildly entertaining and not spammy" when there is no real conversation going on, but maybe a slightly silly question could do the trick; How old are you before it can be said you died of old age?
just read the annoucment
Dear Sean, How have you been? I know it's been a long time since we last spoke, but I figured we needed to break the communication barrier, and I decided to just go ahead and do it. The breakup was hard for me, as I'm sure it also was for you. The first few days were especially difficult; I alienated myself from everyone I loved and spent my days alone in my bedroom, not even leaving to eat, drink, or go to the bathroom. As you can probably guess, I was a mess, both literally and figuratively. Gradually I got back into the whole swing of things, I got a new job working for a law firm (I'm a secretary now!), and I think I might finally be back to the way I was before I met you. Basically, the reason I'm writing this letter is because I want us to become friends again. I really loved spending time with you, and I hope you felt the same way. Please respond if you feel like getting back together, as friends. Sincerely, Daniel Peter Towns
I am amused. I think I can spare a usernote.
You not having a lot of usernotes is like Tom not being your friend when you join Myspace, so here you go.
I'm coming for your record, Cid. The race is on.
I completely forgot I had said that, but it still rings true. It took me like... 20 minutes to figure I'd given you a usernote before. Heh.
Is this place getting too boring for you that you need user notes. Do you want me to stir up some trouble again with staff to 'kick things up a notch! BAM!'
Yeah, my wife is hot. Being a wealthy, internet nerd has its perks. (No, I'm not wealthy) You can't see my username when I'm online. Invisible, baby. (No, I'm not kidding on that one) It seems that if I don't make myself invisible, I get attacked with name change requests or something utterly ridiculous like that. Wait, I retract that. Apparently I'm not invisible anymore. But I'm seriously online probably once a day. Just ask Bob.