WHAAA? No internet? :(
Ok, well that's good. I don't want to seem like a creepy stalker. No one likes a creepy stalker. Except, I guess, if you are Quinn and the creepy stalker is John Linnell.
Well, obviously I remember you. Seeing as...you know. Well. Here I am. Littering your page with fragments.
I can't think of anything else.
I hope this doesn't become a thing like with Valerie where I find you everywhere.
I also hope that I'm not being uber creepy if you don't remember who I am.