... a little over a year ago I decided to chronicle by search for Mr. Crescat, and call it "research".
For fifteen+ months I collected data, recorded measurable data, and performed endless experiments [commonly referred to as "dates"]. Overwhelming, the empirical evidence pointed to the only logical hypothesis... I am doing it wrong.
Between my social awkwardness and a highly infectious case of foot in mouth disease I have concluded I am going to die alone surrounded by cats.