Ohmygosh its nasty. And with good ol' Fawkes actually showing their slithery butt up in a record breaking THREE TIMES in a year, it almost like some kind of renaissance. This must have been what the Italians felt like when they invented painting and clocks.
We where all insecure cringe bags back then. I may not have understood it back then, as I barely understood myself. That much is obvious from the sheer amount of desperation for attention I (and everyone. Thats right chums i'm calling you all out) displayed.
But I understand it now, this may have been a shock but I was also quite very alone around that time aswell!
You made this place you're internet-home, as we all did. You don't need to apologies for being at home in your house. (I secretly thought you were a bit funny.)