There is nothing funny occuring right now, so I’ll just sort of dribble on keyboard for a bit.
I’m distressed that there is nothing funny going on in my head. I’m in a serious mood actually.
I blame it on Chris. I’m still jealous over his diary. That diary has sucked all the humor out of the surrounding area. Spiffy and I will have to keep a watch on him, while he’s hanging in the Lounge.