I woke up early to go to the bathroom. It's 3:25 am. 
"Time to check unread threads," I said to myself, as per my usual routine. 
Now, here I am, crying for joy as I read these results. 
My leg is going numb. 
Thank you for your very, very gracious raffle. 
Now I have a reason to unplug the NEC and plug in the FEKA. 
Blasphemy. 
Delicious, sweet blasphemy.
Thank you, comrade. 
 
  
  
  
 