Nothing really to say. Grief is a foriegn country. The clocks are set wrong. The food's not tasty. You just are too different to really understand what's going on there. And for some reason the postcards aren't very pretty.
Feel free to stop by Apok and chat--or not--this year.
The Lady with a Lamprey
"The powerful are exploiting people, art and ideas, and this leads to us plebes debating how to best ration ice.
Man, no wonder they always win....." Lonesomebri
Get a Taint, you pathetic cur!