thefirst time i loaded fx; for a minute or two i loved it. missed the sound. then started having more issues when i brought cursorxp into the equation. then it just grew from there...
but then
i found that if you wear a bra on your head, dance in a casual spiraling manner about the respective cpu(s), and sing "que sera, sera" the whole experience gels into a moment of surrealistic clarity and the paradoxical gelling moment spied in my dresser's mirror, reflected edvard munch dancing with albert (camus) while dostoyevski scribbled madly in a huge leather bound manual everytime edvard stepped on albert's feet.
in summary my friends: "c'est ci ne pas une pipe"