The line between indifference and obsession, for me, is difficult to trace. While the latter is far too powerful a word to describe my thoughts about a site with an anthro section, it nevertheless seems ennui has me idling here once again. (With wordplay that defies pronunciation for a name, no less--yeah, I'm sure I won't regret that!) My associates are smart enough not to hang around here, so clandestine my presence shall remain.

At any rate, this is not, and never will be a collection of art (not to esteem the already useless word); this is a toilet.