dummie

Hey, dummie here. I always come here to catch my breath when it gets to be too much out there in Clayland. Thank you all for allowing me to do that. I joined as part of that big wave of new members during some other crisis, but I've forgotten now what that one was about. I didn't intend to be so quiet, but after the dust settled from whatever it was, you guys went back to being a pretty close knit group. Like, close enough to hurt each other's feelings sometimes. That scared me some. I don't have any Clay friends in real life- I'm actually pretty much closeted except for family, who think it has something to do with menopause. Curiously enough, I got into this five years ago because of "the women" as much as an interest in Clay. I was new to the internet and I thought it was so neat that these women of all different ages and backgrounds were sharing their experiences with each other. I posted every so often, voted when I was supposed to, supported the boards I joined financially, and generally tried to be a worthwhile citizen of Clay Nation. As time went on though, everybody split up into teams. As a very casual poster, it was hard not to feel more and more out of the flow. Yeah, go ahead, call me a lurker. May as well call me a Claymate lurker. As lurkers go, I'm pretty OTT. Anyway. It wasn't insecurity that made me pick my board name. You see, my Clay fantasy was my own messageboard for *urkers to be called Clay Aiken for Dummies. :bye2: