Flynn's Inn

I imagine it'll be one day in the future, and I might finally get some daily usage out of this thing. As of right now, it's a rarity, and something I've not really explored.

Still sleeping and awake.

There we go. Time was off. Midnight, and I still don't know.
Captain Goodknight, that was so long ago.
Ah, another rambling.

Time to bed. But tomorrow's another day.
I need more days to feel alive.

Well, that went wierd with the internet post, let's try again?
http://uncensored.citadel.org/

So, it's Saturday night, the party night. Right? Ok, we're just not reading it right.
Party party party. Sure. Whatever.
If you're in need of something different, try this:

Ach! A new blog!
Mayhem? No. Just a wierd wierd thing.