Lest there were any doubt at all, the verdict is in and I am a dork.

I know that you're surprised and perhaps a little upset. You imagine me as a roughly handsome journeyman. A breaker of hearts, hymen, and hypocrasies. A cowboy on a steel horse. Seer of a million horrible, acned internet faces, and a rocker of them all. But take me off that pedestal, little lady, for I listened to a Lost podcast this weekend. And cross that Sharpie-rendering of my logo off your binder, little man, because I loved it so much that I subscribed.

I know. Really fucking pathetic. Not only did I listen to a podcast. I listened to one about Lost. And not only did I listen to it, but I subscribed to it. And if I'm being honest, not just one. I subscribed to a number of podcasts.

I realize that it's the zenith of dorkiness, but I can't lie. I listen this podcast. I follow up the links they reference. I formulate my own theories. I've considered calling their comment line.

Analogcabin @ 4:11 PM
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