Well, I was about 11 when it happened. I was roaming around the internet, looking for new crafts, when I found it. This seemingly fantastical world where people upload their art for the world to see, showing off their skills and talents. It was magical to the young aspiring artist that was me. I was completely taken by it all, well, of course I was. I was 11. Easy to please and even easier to entertain. But still. This place was friggen awesome to me. It still is, meeting people just like me that I can talk to, geek out with, and just be the total dork I am on the inside. Which is pretty great, because, you know, I actually HAVE a reputation on the line in the real world. (AN: I really don't. I just wanted to sound cool to you guys. I'm just as much a spastic weirdo IRL as I am here). But I loved it here at first, and though I don't come on as much as I used to, I still love it here and when I do get on, it's great to talk to the lovely people I've met here (You know who you are
). And that, dear children, is the meaning of Christmas.