I am absolutely infuriated, because after spending like 30 minutes writing an epic tale of how I irresponsibly accepted magic mushrooms from a vague acquaintance who is known as Tom Foolery, while drunk and smoking a blunt in the side parking lot of a dive bar. On a Thursday. And then my computer crashed just as I was about to finish. So that's about the only thing interesting that's happened in my life recently, but now I guess the true story will never be told........ Sigh...