Happy Generic Corporate Holiday!

Valentine's Day, yes indeed. You know it's all a scam. I feel rather inquisitive right now, sitting here with my little stain glass pipe. Illeagal substances are the best kind. I feel like writing. You know, I completely fail at writing. I don't even know why I attempt it. My leg is itchy. Goodness, I need a life. I wrote a poem, it's horrible. I've got the chills. Not just from the cold either. Life has been going well. And it shall go well until the end of this weekend. Not very many details on that one.

Ah well, so long my non existent readers!