Who cares... ? Also, it would’nae make much difference if ah telt ye, anyway. Same ol’ $h!%, different day for me, ultimately. Same ol’ crappy family to deal with, as always. Well, the “adults” at least... my nieces aren’t as bad, they’re more tolerable than the rest o’ them, and that sayin’ summit. My depression is slowly getting worse, I should probably channel my feelings into writing some instrumental music, I suppose? Just don’t know where to begin with it... since I haven’t really sat down and wrote using something else as inspiration.