AND IT NEVER FEELS OUT OF PLACE.
Happy New Years, my beautiful plants.
You may notice some changes coming to this blog in 2012 (who am I kidding, you won’t notice, you’re BLIND YOU’RE BLIND YOU’RE AN ASS STAIN) mostly coming from the fact that I have finally obtained full control of ~that~ and what is that, you ask? I don’t know. Eat shit, then eat more shit!
For you, it means nothing. All you need know is that your life — useless, insignificant thing that it is — shall remain enlightened by the glory that is… well, me. This blog was started by a seventeen year old, and now it’s being run by a twenty one year old. Perhaps not the biggest change that’s ever happened in the history of your spinal column as I play it like a guitar, but enough time for important things to happen.
Perhaps you are thinking that this post makes even less sense than usual. To that, I would respond, yes. Yes it does.
Take several steps back, take a few deep breaths. Think to yourselfffff. Consider the following; if Kaonazhie writes this blog, if Lant writes it, if Dio writes it. Hell, even if BIG MIKE writes it. Would you notice the difference? No. Because this isn’t a personal blog about playing the tambourine on mars. It’s evolved into a collection of pain and misery that shall one day collapse in on itself and form a worm hole that will suck the earth into a realm that makes even less sense than this post does.
I guess what I’m trying to say is: happy new year, and I hope you have a great 2012.
Even you, Frahlo. Yes – I’m in a good mood.
Right now, The Paladin’s Biography is being re-written and updated, so keep an eye on that. The Last Nightwalker will follow, and then… well, all good things come in three. You can expect a third book . Yeah, I know you can’t wait. I know your pants just turned into a giraffe and began to frolic around Sweden at the thought of a third book to spend your pathetic excuse of a life reading.
Warriors Orochi 3 soon.
It’s time.
