If anything came from the silly worm incident, is a reminder that I should keep up with deviantart a bit more. Probably the opposite effect of what it should have had. I'm consistently in my artistic mind, forgetting about the world outside, or rather, on the net. So I tend to forget my value along with the value of those who choose to speak to me. This odd little incident has woken me for a period, so that I could revel in the oddities of perception while relating to all those who chose to participate in response to my utterances of confusion and slight annoyance. While I'd like to say I will for sure be consistent on matters of posting