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Oct. 25th, 2007 10:42 amThere are days when my attempts to piss off as many pantheons as possible in an effort to trigger a pan-dimensional jurisdictional squabble upon my death, thereby avoiding an afterlife assignment altogether and allowing me to scarper off to get reincarnated as a dolphin or something, are quite deliberate.
And then there are days when I become firmly convinced that if I do rank being sent to one or more of the Special Hells, it will be because James Joyce couldn't follow my stream of consciousness without a GPS unit and Batman's grappler doohickey.
Details to follow once a certain RPG plot is wrapped up.
And then there are days when I become firmly convinced that if I do rank being sent to one or more of the Special Hells, it will be because James Joyce couldn't follow my stream of consciousness without a GPS unit and Batman's grappler doohickey.
Details to follow once a certain RPG plot is wrapped up.