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...

Thursday, March 29, 2007

*sfx: cowardly creeping noises*

So after being on hiatus for soooooo long, it turns out that no one is looking anymore. I find that, well, enabling.

Move along; nothing to see here.

They gone yet? Good.

So it turns out that Ye Ancient and Crotchety One has this here avatar, and that this here avatar is suffering under the delusion that he has a life of his own. Silly silly mortals.

Still, just for shits and grins, let's let the poor bugger pretend to have opinions.

What could possibly go wrong?

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