La Luz del Demonios

25/124 is about a fifth. 25/125 is a fifth. My FreeCell record win streak is 124. This means I am a fifth of the way to surpassing it. When do I accomplish this you ask? When I should be writing the Apocalypse.

26 now.



I write in a more sophisticated tongue than many people (read: everyone I know). What irks me are those who utilize language they fail to grasp. Example:
Nagreo: sup?
Reogan: I'm wasting my life away with FreeCell, as is my wont.
Nagreo: ROTFLOL!!!!!!11!! 1! 1 111
Reogan: Why do you abuse language so?
Nagreo: i abuse language as is my want

According to the omniscient Wiktionary, wont is archaic. I find this delightful. As is my wont.


Tea is a good thing. Without it, the world's depravity would wash away the last bastions of civilization. With it, depravity is too distracted by drinking it to bother with those bastions. The bastions are saved. A bastion saved is a bastion earned.

I pity Arthur Dent. When I drink tea, I expect it to be, at worst, a substance almost, but not quite, entirely unlike a substance almost, but not quite, entirely unlike tea.

That was written as it was intended to be. If you don't understand it, please turn in your towel.


When in doubt, kill off every character.

This applies in stories too.


I don't speak Latin, and I have no knowledge of the grammar, but I know a good deal of words in it. Currently Daemon Lux is running about my mind.


27


1337 is nothing but a particularly popular flag behind which the forces of Degradation move against language.

'Txt Talk,' as I recently heard it said, is a particularly disgusting subset of 1337.


The Giving Tree is about Yggdrasil. It's a eco-friendly book, because it claims we broke the worlds. Who needs Níðhöggr when humans exist?