Actually I am messed up! Not mentally messed up or stung out out on drugs. Nothing nasty like that. Actually more like a Jackson Pollock painting. All Chaotic, and spread out all over the place. One minute I want one thing, the next I want something else. It's no wonder I get frustrated so easily. I'm surprised someone hasn't said "Shut the [CENSORED] up!"

I think I need to take a break before I start makeing enimes, or people will not want to talk to me. I'm not leaving completely just sliding into the shadows.

Also because I think I have been alienated from the Vintage Synth Explorer BBS.

See you guys around!