So again I've gotten myself into something I can't get out of. And it's, again and obviously, something I don't think I can handle. So why, before I was in it so deep and irreversably, did I think I wanted it so bad? When will I learn that generally, things that I want, are the things that really I shouldn't have. It's like wanting another cookie. You know you shouldn't, but for some reason just that one more would taste so much better than all the other ones.