I'd like to thank the lord in HEAVAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN ABOvee. My dear my god. You wrap it up all nice and neat in a little honey mustard container and apologize that that was the best you could do for now. No payment necessary? i felt all shades of wrong for that in the moment though when i was plagued by anxious second gussings and figuring outs. But when i stepped back and looked at the whole scheme of things and how your person goes through life and initiates and conducts- the 'acclaimed to me" goals you set for your self sat beside the transaction and i see that it was more than ok. Thank you jj for making the incisions in the can with the knife i shouldnt have been holding in the first place. And luke! i would have lost a pint of blood to your bathroom floor if you hadnt helped me to your room and basically performed a surgical operation on my big toe. Thank you for washing it and disinfecting it and wrapping it with ace bandages. And thank you for calling my boyfriend and explaining directions and letting him retrieve me. I know a third of you wanted me to stay and one 8th of me was flabbergasted and disgusted by my incapacity to express how grateful i was but white widow will do that. And finally thank you patrick for taking off work to walk all the way to pick me up and then carry me on your back all the way home with my wound that looked like something out of the hills have eyes.