Before I begin everehting.



As the more proactive readers might have noticed, I, in fact, have added a little section on the left side of this page to remind myself what I have to, one way or another, force myself to do during the long "break". This list includes the learning of the Scottish accent, which the above video has amusing reference and help regarding the topic in question.

Pardon my lack of posts recently but I have been suffering from whatever illness might have befallen me. You know you're severely under-rested if you want to go to sleep.

Just got back from some art exhibition where my Joy work has been printed and exhibited. I shant display it here due to its huge size, well over more than a few megabytes, hence here's a link you all can go to see it along with other things.

http://azazelix.deviantart.com/

On a somewhat related note, everyone please join this game. It gets pretty lonely when all the people you get to talk to speak with terribly broken English.

http://lord.webmmo.com/

(To people who do want to play, the tutorial appears when you click the fairy on the right and wait for a while.)

As can be inferred, I am not taking part in NaNoWriMo this year, neither did I do so last year, but I did when first introduced to it in 2006. Why? Simply because of my busy holiday schedule.

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Oh who am I kidding. I just can't be bothered to drag my ass to the kitchen downstairs to get enough coffee for my muse to wake up from a century-long nap.

In fact, I will refuse to go to RIGE practices during the November holidays. Most of the practices anyway. Starting TODAY. Yes EXCO, if you can see me, I shant be going tomorrow not only because my raccoon has once again found its way to the toilet bowl, a coconut has dislodged my shoulder, my pink pony ran amok, and I haven't tabbed the SYF piece for personal convenience.

Seriously, I'm hopeless at sight reading. But I can play any tabbed score you throw at me. But the above paragraph goes to show how much I am used to running away from the slightest hinderance in completion whatsoever.

Back to the point, if there was any to start with.

Oh nevermind, there isn't a point to anything in this world anymore. I just lost sight of hope some time ago. Somehow.

Sigh.

I'm not even sure of what I'm fighting for anymore. It really hurts.

Azazyl

Stench of humanity,
The rot of those fair.
Despair!
Of lost sanity and
Dreams never there.