Granted, a delivery truck carrying speaker magents accidentally crashes into your house, managing to cause a collapse of the house which crushes your cds, and the magnets erase all your magnetic media. Now you have 0 mp3s for which you need to add cover art. On the bright side, as wish corruption goes, you got off pretty lightly by only losing some personal property.
I wish I had a sleep schedule which was considered normal for the majority of sane humans of this era in my time zone and hemisphere.
edit: post collision! oh, noes!
So: granted. We all live in the Eighth. Sadly, the strange gravity which allows the Eighth to exist as such is incompatible with our laws of physics and implies the rest of their physical laws are pretty much whacko, too. Our bodies, our molecules, indeed our very atoms decohere rather suddenly. It's tragic that we didn't even exist long enough to hate you for wishing us into oblivion.
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[Last edited by silver at 08-15-2007 12:21 PM]