Well, I was, until some MPs came and carted me away. Currently sitting in a cell, with my phone battery running out. That's OK...they were going to find it in my "prison wallet" anyway, as I've been advised that since I wanted to meet aliens so badly, the military is going to treat me to some sort of probe. Not entirely sure what kind, but there is a bottle of KY sitting on a desk near the cell.
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