My pc took a pretty hard crash two weeks ago, and I've been at it trying to restore old settings 
 and recover files all day. What counts as a (day) anyway. 

 It was touch and go for a while, but a standard internet day (SID) was 10PM-6AM the next day.
 I gave my sleep dep its head and it went off like a runaway train. Unstoppable. Crazy.

 There are so many things online that you'll never run out of things to look up.
 Just like that one episode in Third Rock where Dick discovers chat rooms and web cams.

 I've not been in a room in ages, but I have been scouring webside like a madman. Obsessive.

 Rediscovering usenet. Newsgroups. Threads and discussions. Clubs and binaries. 
 An otaku overflow right at my fingertips.
 I gotta know the last single minutiae regarding the most arcane iota of information.

 Downloading everything with my measly pathetic poor excuse of a dial-up connection.
 Can you stand surfing at a max of 53.3 kbps?
 Not from where I'm sitting.
 Would you understand if I explained everything to you? a

.

 The answers to your questions. 

 PURE MINDLESS OBSESSION? 
 WHY WE ARE WHAT WE ARE. 
 THE OTAKU EXPLAINED. 

aaThis might help.
 

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