I'm feeling really good. That guy and I are back on at least communicative terms, which is good. But that's not why I'm good. I'm good because, well, I don't know. I was hella tired watching And God Said "HA!" so I got on the comp to say goodnight to people and what not when I got an IM from stickam saying that my friend's show was live, so I got in on that and I was feeling good. And many, many hours later, I'm still up. Weird, man. Weird.