Trollheart

I must admit, the initial enthusiasm I had for my journal for two years now is beginning to fade. I'm beginning to wonder, what's the point, when the God of Awesomeness writes, well, Awesomeness like this? Why don't I just switch off my PC, unplug it, sell it and use the proceeds to buy a one-way ticket to Nepal, where I shall live forever as a goat-herder, never daring to listen to music again, because I am surely not worthy.

The Manowar slip was truly stupid, do forgive me; but I was talking more about what you would term "Poseur Power Metal", AHEM! Dragonforce.... And no, I don't listen to DT, so no worries there.

Still, I've done all this work and I have more to do, so though it seems pointless to try and shine in the face of such brilliance, I shall continue to plod along in my own little way, hoping not to be stepped on by the Batlord by accident when he goes on one of his marauding trips. Should that happen though, I can only offer my apologies that my unworthy blood and insides may stain your pristine metallic boot. Forgive me in advance.

And now, back to my dark hole I go (the first to make a joke about that will have their firstborn fed to His Batship, I kid you not!) to potter away and slave in darkness, hopeful that some day in the far distant future, I may be one percent as cool as He...

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