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Chances are at this point your internal clock is totally fucked. You're probably still up from last night, don't worry we probably are too. This means you probably won't be coming to hang with us because it's something you read to do in a book or online. It will probably be a random crossing of paths. You'll be walking by, not sure where you are, suckered in by a blinky thing in the middle of the road, yelled at by our wood wizard some truth you always think about but never find the place to express. And then once the sun is up in full force it'll be time for a little nap. We'll probably crawl into what ever dark cave we can find for a few hours. Then by the afternoon be up and running again. Ready to serve ourselves, and I guess anyone else we can sucker into hanging out with us.