Bad analogies? 
Kohne Katato ... you've officially hit the proverbial rock bottom - y'know like when you're on the playground at recess, and the teacher tells everyone to come inside, but you tell everyone to "wait" and "watch this," and you scurry up the slide's steps like a weasel, and then you flip everyone off, and you hold your skirt down and you launch yourself down the slick metal decline only to remember that it rained the night before and it's too late to avoid the muddy water puddled where the slide levels out, so when you climb off all wet, mucky-legged and frownin' and all the kids are laughin', and you feel like running away to Japan where "nobody speaks english," and "everyone's a ninja," but instead you change your name from "Greta" to "Kohne" because it doesn't rhyme with "nobody's pants are wetta?" 
Y'know? 
~ And on a side note...~
*Whew!* Kohne! I must say! The sympathy spews forth, my dear! After typing a paragraph of BS, I, I really have a better understanding of your condition!
God Bless!Your lucky numbers for today:
Lucky Lotto #4769 is currently being reconditioned...
But Still Have Happy Day!!!
