Now that, my dear rodent-like friend, is just crazy talk.

You are charming, charismatic, adorable, fuzzy in all the right ways, and your inflated ego looks oh-so-good on you.

Don’t you go changing, and if any sitio-arisma rubs off on you, well, first of all, excuse me, you are so soft, but also, wash it off—it won’t do you any good as you’re just perfect the way you are.

[edit: s/infated/inflated/—that’s a funny typo, though—I laugh at myself now… hahahaha. Hmmm.]

You’re one of the people who makes posts that stagger me with humor or insight.

All this time I’ve been trying to stagger with humorous insight… or is it insightful humor? And here I find my posts do only one or the other. I’m clearly going to have to try harder.

As for your own insight—it seems to me that this site has captured some sort of context that brings that out in people.

Do you think that this site is the equivalent of the “conversation with a stranger (usually on a plane)”? You can be randomly seated next to somebody and have the most astounding conversation. And you know what? I think that almost any two people, under some not-so-difficult to produce conditions, could have that astounding conversation.

We all have overcome great obstacles, have struggled, have lost, have won, have had victories and failures and success and defeat and laughter and tears. We have all had our hearts broken and torn out of our chests and had our hearts burst from fear and love. We have all felt joy, and laughed till our sides ached. Each of us has gotten here on a path that none of us could ever fully understand, yet every single one of us has travelled on our own.

Is it any wonder we have something to talk about?