So if you don't hear from me for a couple days, it's because I was eaten by an unknown beast living in there. Or possibly I wandered in too far and got lost among the guitars neither of us know how to play, high school basketball t-shirts, power tools (whyyyyyyy are they in the closet???) and jeans that no longer fit. Or I fell into another dimension and am trapped in a parallel universe. Maybe Theseus will have a clean closet in this other universe? If that's where I am, I won't be coming back.