Thank you all for the congrats. It's been an odd day and I seriously doubt getting any older makes the slightest amount of sense. So here's the plan, we'll meet here next year and pretend this year has never happened, okay?
I wanted to get a cake for all of you but I only had money for a Milky Way. Shoving all those candles in reduced it to a pulpy smear of candy gunk and I won't offer you any. We'll do that next year, I'll do a Kickstarter in time.
