of the light reflecting from the moon. It's me. Not much of a premise is it. Kind of halloween humor. Which, as many now know - or should- tomorrow is halloween. Yes, the time when kids, and the occasional older person, come knocking at your door to ask for candy and various forms of treats. I may be stuck on the side of the other door. The one handing out the treats. Unfortunately, if there even was one, I can not attend a halloween party. Unfortunately, or luckily in my case, I have work. Which on that note is quite good; but good depends on how you define it, I define it as having some adequate days. Unlike this morning when I got called a f**king idiot. It's all because I asked buddy what he wanted to drink. He couldn't understand the question and got pissed and swore at me. And I was the idiot. Other then that it's great. The managers are people you can carry on with. I act serious towards one and she gets mad. It's fun on my part. But that's due to the fact I'm cynical. It's not that I try to be, I just can't help it. This isn't much of an update. Eventually my lethargic body will get enough energy to type it out. Until that's all I can type. For those who can, enjoy halloween. The bad side to working that night will be drunks, drunks in costume and some other people. People who talk like they're black. Not black the people; not to deifne people by color, but the stereotypical black that people attribute to bad diction; the typical slang. But we'll see tomorrow night how everything unfolds. Later.......