This is much harder than I thought it would be.
I've cared about this place for a very long time, and it gets very hard to leave. I bit my nails for weeks in 2003, hoping like crazy that I'd be made moderator. I did the same in 2006, though with much fewer nerves. I've always loved working with PPTers to make the site a more fun place to visit. I've had genuine fun outlining--
outlining--plans for the forums and site.
But knowing the current situation on PPT, I can no longer proudly attach my name to this site. For reasons alluded to by Rach, Ammer, May, and Fidds in their leaving posts, I'm too frustrated to continue volunteering my time here. I've tried my hardest to compromise, reconcile, and be flexible, but certain things are too much. (Yeah, wasn't bluffing.)
I've made some great friends here, and I was just getting to know some people who I know would've been good buddies under different circumstances. I harbor no ill will toward any PPT member--you've been an amazing group of people to chat with, write articles for, and help and be helped by for the past 5 1/2 years. PPT as it was will always hold a special place in my heart. For Papa Smurf's sake, there was a time when my own mother called me Pudding. Moonie introduced me to her fiance as Pudding. This site has become entwined in my real life in a really pleasant way. I can't be here anymore, though.
I'm getting started on another online project, but I'll probably be around the IDB occasionally for Neopets talk, and May's forum for some WW fun. You are always welcome to talk to me on AIM (PuddingofEvil) or shoot me an email sometime (
notatthedinnertable@gmail.com). I don't bite; I'm just a bit shy about being the one to start a conversation sometimes. I wish I'd taken the initiative to talk to more of you while I was around--I never once regretted it when I did.
I cannot believe I'm crying. Lame, Pudding Christine, lame.