Some time ago, I made the decision not to use my old screen name. No real big reason, aside from my evil scheme to eventually establish an anonymous alter ego here. I elected to make a name to use in the meantime that would allow people to know me for who I was. In retrospect, something shorter would have been better.

Why don't I make another one?
The damage is done. I have imprinted upon this name.
I can do nothing, for to do something would be too proactive.
Instead, I shall toil away each time I log in, typing in a harrowingly-long name and complicated password.

Woe is me, and woe is you for becoming aware of my woe.
Woe is everyone.
Especially Keanu Reeves, who no one takes seriously.
Woe and Whoa.

You can't get those seconds back. They're mine forever.
Once I have collected enough of your seconds, I shall use them to become immortal, and upon that instant, I shall escape my dark prison and rule you all.

Your only hope is to form an adventuring band with united purpose, but little do you know that two of those hardy adventurers will be me in disguise. One of them will be named Jeff, but the other one will be totally and entirely a secret.

Be wary, my friends, for I am not so easily understood as that.








I'm curious what these sorts of posts would be like if I were to take up drinking.
And before anyone says it, no, they wouldn't be funny.