Dallas Texas, I know who you are.
(let bring you n00bs up to speed)
And though i hoped beyond hope that you were a robot or a sorority house (or a robot-sorority house), it turns out that you are me.
That is correct.
For reasons hidden deep in the tubes of the super web machine, when i access this site from my home computer, a Dallas Texas ip is recorded.
How can that be?
It doesn't matter.
How did i figure it out?
That also does not matter.
What does matter is i've been silently lurking on myself, and in return, sending myself idle threats (married with suggestive flirtation) all the while wondering why i wouldn't respond. To myself.
Hello me, meet the real me.
2 comments:
How do I know if the real sophist or the doppelganger sophist is posting this?!
You don't Jim. You don't.
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