I just came back from a long year of eating cold turkey. That is, I quit D2 and left the Lounge a year ago, and that's how I had to do it.
I'm not even sure who'll remember me by now, but I spent a lot of (enjoyable) time at the lounge and met a lot of great people. Then, sadly, I had no choice but to leave it behind, great people and all, to expel my disease. I tried hanging around posting and chatting, but it only drove me to play the game. I had to quit.
Happily, 1.10 has me afflicted again. I've been lurking for the past couple months; lurking, that is, because I felt like it was the right thing to do. But I couldn't stand it any longer. I've dug up my old sig, re-installed the game, given in to every tempation I could think of, and now ? here I am.
So Hail, Hello, and Hallelujah! It's good to see the Lurkers again.
(Ugh! My sig no longer sits fluidly on LL gray anymore? Brown? What's this brown? :) Bolty, it looks great.)
I'm not even sure who'll remember me by now, but I spent a lot of (enjoyable) time at the lounge and met a lot of great people. Then, sadly, I had no choice but to leave it behind, great people and all, to expel my disease. I tried hanging around posting and chatting, but it only drove me to play the game. I had to quit.
Happily, 1.10 has me afflicted again. I've been lurking for the past couple months; lurking, that is, because I felt like it was the right thing to do. But I couldn't stand it any longer. I've dug up my old sig, re-installed the game, given in to every tempation I could think of, and now ? here I am.
So Hail, Hello, and Hallelujah! It's good to see the Lurkers again.
(Ugh! My sig no longer sits fluidly on LL gray anymore? Brown? What's this brown? :) Bolty, it looks great.)