Some maggot said a quote about wrongly exaggerating their own death. I can't be bothered to steal someone else's lines.

I'm not dead.

Rumors of a new journaling system are running across Livejournal, and I suppose the new 'in' thing to do would be to sign up for it and stake one's claim there. Frivolities, once again.

What do I think?

It's called Vox. That's bad enough.

It's amazing what little there is to do when one lives in a "non-violent" enviroment.

I am disgusted. Severely disgusted.

Heads will roll.

She's afraid to admit that she's a prideful bitch in regards to me.

But she is, and I find it quite funny.

Dragons are overrated.

Dante's question, and my response?

Purge it from your memory. It's superfluous.

Well, since I am in a particularly lightsome mood, I give those of you paying attention the oppurtunity to ask me whatever you like.

I shall either answer your question or threaten to kill you.

( Ridiculous survey )

I have returned from Airyglyph, finally. I've neglected to tell the king about this most recent attempt at unleashing Hell (or whatever it is), but I'm sure I will be able to keep myself out of trouble. (But not, of course, out of danger.) Resting is so utterly boring.