De non apparentibus et non existentibus eadem est ratio.

I am really struggling to stay afloat, either financially or emotionally. If it were possible to take a day off we would not be open tonight, nor this entire understaffed weekend, but I am forced to not only work but work fourteen or fifteen hour days at an untenable pace so you should probably buy some katsu, etc since it is there and in need of purchase.

Speaking of needing purchase, have you seen society's collective fingers desperately seeking some as we all slide merrily into the abyss of our own complacent acceptance of moral bankruptcy? I can't quite figure out why we're struggling against what we so obviously allowed to happen, both in insidious, small ways and in blindingly bright explosions of stupidity whose afterimages have yet to fade. It would be fascinating, if we could afford the illumination necessary to examine it.

So come on down to our Cilijn-less weekend of migraines and merriment. We can briefly discuss my birthday, which was very eventful in comparison to my usual complete lack of social activity. You will have to speak loudly, though. In my advanced years it becomes harder and harder to hear you.