I'm sorry man, I just get so passionate about something once I get going. Back when I was about to get my first leaf fish I was researching it and only it for 4 days straight. Nothing else, just leaf fishes. It's more impressive or sad, depending on how you look at it, when you know that I'm doing research on the Internet for about 3 hours each day. It's the same with the shoehead. I was even having dreams about the little guy. I was always thinking about him and couldn't wait to get home so I could try again to get him to feed with some food at the end of some fishing line. I tried everything I could think of and he still died. At first I felt sad that he died, then I felt angry. So angry. Then after my anger had subsided I just felt empty. Now that I've waken up I feel normal but with a drive to try harder then ever.