Through the eyes of me! November 30, 2012. I wrote this a year ago. The smell of garlic assaults my senses as I wipe my face with my hands. I adjust myself on the stool and it creaks. I adjust again, and it creaks again. I stand up and put off the light. The sunlight is seeping int.

I would tell you a fearful tale as is traditional of this time but the night is cold, the jars of ale have run dry, I am taken with boredom and my mind wanders to memories of things bygone. Permit me then, to tell you a different kind of story, one based on both truth and legend and born of the evil that lives in the hearts of men. He was seized bodily, beaten violently and dragged to the .

Where life is too important to be taken seriously! August 7, 2014. Oh come on, you know me better than that. That title is just really catchy, so I had to use something that will catch your attention. Now that I think about it, the entire blogosphere is saturated with new posts. Telling you about the virus.

I almost want to apologise for being flaky. I do not see that happening. 8221; My heart bursts with gratitude.