without my 'vaulted' ceilings and the scientifically calibrated feng shui of KC310 i feel as though i am nothing. "get thee to a nunnery" is more the theme of my room right now, with the sad anti-suicide window, lonely narrow dalloway bed and builtin bookshelves. we went to an nso event just now to get free food and my ego faints down a little each second. feebly trying to pimp the SMarioBros style using the styrofoam monitor hug pieces (thanks rob!). but like, overtalking, overarching but i can't seem to look anyone in the eyes.