It's not the hand your dealt, it's folding to a 3-7

There are times I know I've been an idiot, there are times I'm afraid I'm being an idiot, and there are times I've got a weird feeling where I know I'm right but my brain's still telling me I'm being an idiot. Now, I've got a little bit of it all, largely because I'm trying to do something which should be done extremely smoothly with extreme akwardness, but it must be done, but, well, it's hard to get around the circumstances without telling you anything, and I don't feel like telling you, my devoted but bummy readers, anything, so that's about it.