Oh man. You're so lucky you found this site. The content is [gesture where you do the weird pinch with your fingers and kiss them loudly]. It's pretty dope. I'm really excited for you. Never, in the history of known time, has such a comprehensive archeive of the last 24 hours in the life of one fairly pointless individual been erected. Not since the days of that one faitful night in late December of 1963 have the muses conviened upon one conceiousness so ferverently as to inspire such a violent creative explosion driven to do naught but communicate a series of events in a fairly narrow time frame, and by comparisson, this chronicle has... several more hours of context. Where once there stood virtually nothing, there now stands virtually something. By the very definition of existance, this page does.