Salutations, greetings, hello, hi, 'sup, mothers and fuckers of the jury, and all that jazz. 'Tis I, a total disappointment to few but myself and a partial disappointment to all but few. Welcome to a section of hell that's just as hot as a graham cracker is spicy and half as unbearable as the concept of Cheetos dipped in Nutella. It's rambling time!
As you can see, my self-esteem is basically nonexistent, and I credit half of that to teenage angst originating from learning kindergarten and grade 1 content at 1.5x the normal speed of a public school curriculum. (Why am I revealing the non-tragic part of my tragic backstory again? Oh right, because I'm rambling and don't want to remember the tragic portion. I'll stop myself before I end up typing something I'll regret sharing and be too stubborn to remove it.)
Other stuff about me that you don't need to know but can anyway because I don't exactly hide it from people I have irl contact with if I'm asked to share: