Late

I had something to say earlier, but I forgot it, as is usually the case when I am forced to post late at night. It's funny how much people change in a year and a half. I have this old group photo from like, a year and a half ago, and almost every one looks different now. I guess that's how it is, people change their look. That was a complete waste of type. I ought to delete it. i shan't I haven't got anything else to write about. It's late. At this rate I'll be late and make someone wait. It's my fate. I actually don't believe in fate, but any word will do when dealing with wordplay. And now it is my great honor, and pleasure, to go to bed. Thank you, and goodnight.