After two really strong weeks, ser expectations get higher. Expectations are the root of disappointment. After shape, i'm never going to be excited about anything on here ever again. This week was not, e, not the greatest. Not really my cup of tea. T was fine, though, whatever. I wasn't not like complaining. It just wasn't a overly exciting. That's it. Well, let's let's fire this fucker up. 16 forty nine, i's not christmas. It's michael easter. Good one. Mar gedone. Two point one, simon, how about you, sir? Wi'll come in right underneath camar