Shadowlight's Lighthouse

This planet is full of idiots. They are in charge. Entropy is constant, rusting my possessions. Today, it doesn't matter. No time left to rant about Con (remind me to give news eventually, though) or work (my whole dept gets zero respect from corporate) or politics, car trouble, money worries, or what have you.

Miss N sent me a picture of herself. So, it's okay. Life's a struggle, but I can see happy from here. be well, everybody.