fifth day, dark

I just sat typing away in a text document a wee rant for the day- it is a new day, the fifth of April begins in darkness here, where I sleep at all the wrong times of day and night. But you were wondering, perhaps, why I was typing away at a text document rather than here, in the warm, unnatural glow of bloglight? (or maybe you weren't)

Well, it was personal.

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!!!!

I'll continue this at a later time. I've become distracted.