It wasn't night when I told you, not here it wasn't. It is now, though. Here, that is. Anyway, I give up. Post on, make your art, write your weirdness, and I'll enjoy it until you fry your brain, and then I'll say I told you so but you won't understand because your brain will be fried so I won't be able to be pleasantly smug because you won't know I was right after all, the whole thing being very saddening and discouraging, but certainly not my fault. So there.