I did it.
I DID IT!
I fucking did it!
They said it couldn't be done. They said it couldn't be built.
They say many things. How many are true?
I'm just talking about taking a dump every hour for the past four hours. Really. What else could I be doing at this un-me-ly hour? Who else could I be talking to, other than myself?
I just want to say, before forcing myself to sleep:
LOOK AT THESE WORKS, YE MIGHTY, AND DESPAIR.