this is far too complicated, todd! how can you subject someone to this? the eyes hurt, the hand reaches for the screen and watches the fingers crawl all over it and alongside these silly lines. the nails etch the letters deep into monitorland's skin and sink them into a sunken somewheresea. i could be famous. i could be one of those that, at day, lead the war on terror and at night try to rescue their soul online. what a charmer i could be!