Tonight I took part, as the ass in the equation, of a whole big joke right on me. I don't know why, but for some reason I actually don't like it, and its not really due to the virtue of the joke. I can take jokes pretty well, and I don't hold what people do in jest towards me against them very often. But I still sat here, shocked, not knowing what to do or say for about 2 hours. You could try to ask me how I felt, but I wouldn't tell you the truth; its not because I didn't want to, its because I didn't know what the fuck was going on. Well, I think I might have a better understanding.