fatigée fuguette

i was remembering the internet the way it used to be. i remember it as blue. they took our digital stream of consciousness away from us. i remember hypertext and webrings and domains called things like sumptuous.net and dream-thing.nu. i remember shrines and guest books and greymatter, shame and artbook scans, limewire and livejournal. i don't have any music or art to share. i'm obsessed with all the same things that everyone on this website seems to be obsessed with, so maybe we can figure something out.