Okay don't worry about it I was just wondering if it was something easily explainable, but if you've already said it a billion times, maybe you could just point me to a thread so i can find out for myself

Or I can probably live a full and complete life without knowing what significance a spork has to some people on a Broadway message board I joined less than an hour ago. Whatever works for you...
Here in this cold white room tied up to these machines, it's hard to imagine life as it used to be. Laughing, screaming, tumbling queen... Like the most amazing light show you've ever seen. Whirling, swirling, never blue... How could you go and die? What a selfish thing to do...
RIP Jason