We don't support you

We don't support you. Or some of us still do.

Since the first weeks here, I felt like one of the people who was here, Thomas, us has put it : If somebody someday decides to make a soap called "The Callcenter" trust me, that would be entertaining, with intriguers, sex, drugs, rock 'n roll and nerve thrilling moments.

So no one has made that soap yet. I think. Then again, I don't have time for watching TV, and it often feels like so many people who have been here, once supporting, have so become internet addicted that you just know that if they are still alive, they will be online when they are awake, unless they are very ill. So many of the people who have been here can easily be found online, they have their own blogs, their own lifes by now ... every time someone sends the email "I'm going away" I wonder where they go, what they will do, and if they will have good or bad memories of this place.

I always wondered why there wasn't some place online for hanging out for 'us', those who were here, and those who still are. There are so many legendary stories about the people who were here, who have gone away somewhere and do something else now. So many stories. To hopefully not be lost forever.

We don't support you. Or then some of us still do. If you got an invite to be an author here, then you were here... someone knew or remembers you. Want to join to be the co-author here? Any of the I-was-once-here are welcome.