so stephen merrit said i was in the clear. he signed my report card teacher. i mean, i guess? i have nothing to complain about. which is the problem. shouldn't there be terror & children being sent down the nile in small baskets? thats what is supposed to happen when i roll into town. i mean- i had that moment? where i realized if i was some rap star that i would buy a suite at the luxor in nevada, & rule over court there. instead here we are on the yellow brick road of sorcery. we face iron golems & scarecrows, but we triumph, yes? oh what the hell.