Hi, fellow bronies and pegasisters! Omega! I doubt anybody here remembers little old me. I had my 15 seconds of fame with a sort of MLP/ragecomic thing back in the day and little ponies are sentimental, so maybe some of you sort of remember me as a random goofball who was always hanging around in the twilight (so to speak) and hiding (sort of) in the margins...
Anyhow. I'm just checking in to tell you sentimental little ponies (including even the most pervy and most sentimental ones of you--and I'm not just talking about the 'cloppers' here, if you get my drift).
Anyhow. I'm doing just fine and am basically who I always was except a bit more happy for one reason or another (or two or three
