My Cardboard Balcony

Nope. Not being introspective tonight. I'm tired. You know what I'm up to. You know how much work has to be done in a very short amount of time. It was a long January. It's going to be a long February, too. Wish me luck with maintaining my sanity. I'm gonna need it. I have so much to doooooooooooooooooooo... Have a great night and a great weekend, everyone.

This Just In by Belinda Roddie Breaking news: I don't give one iota of a damn.

Llandorr wore a cloak of ebony, which was only slightly lighter in shade than his own skin. He had no hair on his head, but a majestic goatee crawled its way from his chin, descending in curls and spirals like dark mattress springs. He carried a staff twice his weight, and atop it shone a stone as white as his teeth, catching the glow of the moon on its smooth and pearly face.