Well, do you think that they would still have a Mr. Simmons type of figure who would have all of the kids sign the paddle they got spanked with during the year and then hang it on his wall? I've told you all my Mr. Simmons stories, right? I was recounting some of them to Genevieve this weekend. She's like, that's just, like, abusive, like, some of the stuff that guy did. Anyway, I don't want to go down that. I've told those stories before, but when I think about it, and the older I get, and I think about what Mr. Simmons did to me specifically and to some other people, it's like, wow, that was psych. I mean, that was sociopath behavior, honestly. Like, what he did to us children in sixth grade is astounding. We can talk about that another time. Let's save that for the summer games. Um, I'll make a quiz. What kind of abuses was I subjected to by Mr. Simmons? Um, anyway, I don't know how to tell this story without making it sound like I was blackout drunk last night, which I assure you I was not, or that I don't have some sort of, um, uh, brain chemical imbalance. but man was i psyched this morning when i woke up i've had sort of a you know it's only wednesday but the first two days of this week were a little bit um i've felt a little at what's the word i'm looking for just not settled sort of nothing big um no big deal but like i don't know like i need a haircut really bad my haircut appointment keeps on getting canceled i think i mentioned that