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Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wagn'nagl fhtagn ("In his house at R'lyeh dead Cthulhu waits dreaming."). --HP Lovecraft, The Call of Cthulhu

The stars hath turned in the heavens once more: Mighty Cthulhu stirs. His dreams reacheth forth, communing with those with ears to hear. Iä! Shub-Niggurath! His thoughts trample down along the pathways of thy mind; thou knowest His footprints, each of which is a wound...

Tuesday, February 01, 2005





Tooth or Dare

Ye Mighty Tentacled One is off to go play with the nice oral surgeon. The doctor tells Me that, with a bit of general anesthesia, he'll have My (superflous) wisdom teeth out in no time. His name is Dr. Hertz, and he assures Squeamish Cthulhu that the name is not indicative of his tender ministrations.

Hmmph.

Cthulhu will try to update His blog over the next several days, but will be greatly hindered by the warm embrace of Percocet.

Mmmmm, Percocet...

Hello again Dark Mother. Once more, Cthulhu suckles from thy rhapsodic teat...

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