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his morning to find my head occupying most of the bloody bedroom! It

here to purgatory and back. Too many hammers for him last nigh

nd some other stuff. That helped, in the end. Her snide remarks did not. Perhaps I should really start to adhere to a healt

elds pass the conveyor belt, but as long as they turn up the sound of the screams and the roaring, n

uice and got to business. And that

en. Actually he did not have an appointment, he just crashed into my

een thinking, allowing all that to go on outside

explained that the Asatru camp is directly beneath the Christian settlement in Heaven. The clouds that they walk o

r. And did not take pity on my head either, for which I hate him. He then handed me a list of signatures from all the Christian souls in Heaven that had been bothered by the sound of the party. Good grief. The fact that they live a mos

ing argumentation contained that we should be aware of the fac

I am not going to do it. The fact that they can't handle others having a good time is their problem, not mine. They shouldn't watch

e into ending the party a

ead" of night? (Haha, that's funny.) So Maurice and I threw him out. He has no business telling me how to or

came walking in. He had discovered that indeed the shipment of oil, coal an

e shrugged. He had not gotten that far. I am be

eded some fresh air so I told Maurice I'd be out for

ftware he was hoping to put on the network. Told me the name

asked for a translation so an ordinary, technically challenged old devil could make hea

s long as the rest of the stuff keeps going. He laughed and said that with Heavensoft things were going b

an hour or so. Luckily nobody bothered me there. Getting that nap in the sunshine was a go

nsion. Doesn't happen often these days, but sometimes there is a new race or religion somewhere in the living universe that needs a place to offload their dead souls. I saw some interesting

d is a nice colour, but not everyone appreciates it. I admire their ingenui

up. The sports-committee wants to use it, but the way it looks now is rather unpleasant.

lboards another thought. Brainstorm with

latter may present a problem, but the health inspection board sent a memo on that

ve a space for -nearly- every

can come over for a demonstration of their new models and gadgets. I se

Asatru party) and asked if I wanted to come over for a drink in th

boggling to get through all these tunnels and corridors before you get to the ac

ly, the idea that the Egyptians have of this demon called Ammit who eats the hearts of those who have lived a less virtuous life is quite revolting. My drinkin

not really believe all that stuff, she did not have to go through these thin

f the Dead, from which she read a few spells and texts, but she go

out of the way. That did not prove to be all too successful, so after Nafaru had tried to get him between her sheets several times, she served him up a similar drink, taking him out of her life. There was one problem however. The handmaiden of that man, who had witnessed Nafaru's attempts to get to her master, love

at hand. Especially the part where the handmaiden drowned Nafaru in the bathtub caused some nasty flashba

For reality's sake she had even taken off her clothes and that was a sight that I would no

dmaiden that had proven to be fatal to her. And then one thing led to another, and that is how I found out that

for a return visit, and she

re such a handsome devil lives. Ha, yep, that's me! Let's