I have received an official complaint . . .

My father has complained about the black background - apparently the white writing hurt his eyes, so I've changed it because I'm SUCH a good daughter. So I hope he's happy now. There's always one who ruins it for everyone, isn't there? 

This is how I feel about having to change my background. Minus the Christmas cracker hat. Never mind, I've made it a little bit pinky-purpley, so I'm still rebelling against the plain white background. Anti-establishment, yeah!

No song today because I can't be bothered. Until next time.