20 January, 2006
A Friday, the bar: the beer and the study
I have so much to so say, so few words to describe, so little time in which to say, and even less energy. Do me one small favor, few dear readers: Hope and pray on any altars you hold dear, cross those digits of superstition, and roll the dice for fate. Everything will work out.
Hopefully, it works out for me sooner than for you, because you'll at least get a round of beer out of my fortune.
Hopefully, it works out for me sooner than for you, because you'll at least get a round of beer out of my fortune.