The last time I had a nice time was in 2014 or 2015, we grilled some food and slow danced. It was with that autist I’ve mentioned who said she liked me because I reminded her of Kierkegaard. If you remind someone of him don’t expect to have a nice time for a while if you only plan on getting more and more extreme, is what I infer from this evidence. Oh well, mockery of the robots has been its own kind of nice time. Now that I think about it, all I’ve done in the last five or so years is detail how most live in the aesthetic stage of existence as Kierkegaard called it, look into that.