Sup.

If you were to visit the now-defunct website I made when I was 8, you'd be greeted by a Javascript prompt that says the above (but in a much more enthusiastic 8-year-old kind of way). I'm keeping that tradition here. When I was 4, my family got our first computer. It was a beige hunk of junk that only let you type white letters on a black screen unless you inserted a floppy disc, which then allowed you to play some solitaire. ​ When I was 8, my uncle, who was in college, visited our home and insisted that we get a computer. My family was not wealthy by any means but my father was always interested in owning new technology, so he went to Costco with my uncle and and purchased a Compaq Presario desktop computer (which costed an arm and a leg - literally I think it was like $2400 - but my uncle insisted it would be worth it). A neighborhood friend of mine, Alyssa, who was 12 at the time, came over as we were setting up the dial-up connection at the time and helped me create my first email address and website. This is when I learned HTML 1.0, and I continued to expand on this knowledge more as I got older, eventually producing pixel art, CSS layouts, and other content in the spare time I had as a middle schooler. Around the time mainstream blogging platforms were introduced, I fell off the website development train. I imagine surviving high school also had something to do with it. But just as you need to constantly reboot your old Windows98 computer, I'm rebooting this hobby! And I'm doing it via this site! And hopefully it'll be slightly less cringy this time (no guarantees).