I don't feel well, my creativity meter is somewhere below E, and I'm absolutely in an unhappy ferret-mood, and yet I keep asking myself the same...
"What the hell is going on in
Gene Catlow?"
I've read it for a long time, even after I said i should stop reading it because I was getting lost in the mechanations of it, but still...
I should go to bed. Also, the next LXF should be up on Wynther's day off.
--Salen