praise is just the setup for the punchline, right? i'm waiting for the anvil to drop, looney tunes style. That feeling of impending doom after success... it's just the ghost of all the times I WASN'T good enough, still rattling its chains. I guess I just have to keep proving it wrong, day after day, until the ghost finally gets bored and finds somewhere else to haunt. Maybe it's already getting bored...