okay, so here's where i come on board and divulge all my most personal thoughts right? since i'm drunk and all? not too likely mate. i don't know shit about you, and you aren't going to learn shit about me. i guess that sort of ruins this whole on-line collectivist thing doesn't it? oops, sorry. but come on! you can't even see my face, doesn't that count for anything these days! you weren't even here to count how many i had or to pick me up off the floor. why shoud we invest in each other. you are simply an imaginary friend! or at least seem like one. don't yell to me that you exist, because for all i know you are some fluke of binary code. yeah, well goodnight kids, it's been magical. mwah!