Nope, no light...
Well, not a real one anyways... Thought there may have been some psychotic, sadistic godling down there with a flashlight.
Not that I'm really all that surprised... I've known for years that I seem to be travelling in the wrong lane...
In a clunker...
That's running out of gas...
*sigh* We've still got options I guess, but I was so hopeful.
Which I suppose was my problem. I should know better by now than to have hope about things like that. I should know... I should... But I don't.
The only intelligent thing to hope for is that maybe one day I'll learn to stop hoping.
Grandpa Stuff
9 years ago
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Keep up the good work.
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