i won't be sad but in case i go there

All this celebrity death and nowhere to put it all lately. My ability to grieve has its limits, make no mistake.

The "restructuring" at Paramount breaks my heart in ways you can barely fathom, Constant Lurker. What does this mean for your Friendly Neighborhood Misanthropist?

I've no bloody idear (sic) yet.

Are you ready for a miracle...?