Just a Quickie
Just a quickie, phnar phnar. Funny how at times everything is an innuendo. Course there was a time when it was all the time, but with the passing of said time it it is only now from time to time. Know what I mean? Life from this window, today, at this moment, is a winding down sales office at nearly knocking off time. What a hodge-podge, mis-match of people and cultures. London's finest melting pot. I got to get me a better view. 10 hours a day of this and no natural light to speak of has got to get to you in the end. Mind you the natural light is so dark today with more flaming rain that it's hardly worth pining for. I should go home.