Mar 31, 2009 11:08
Social theory is going to kill me. If I don't re-appear anywhere for the next month or so, I'm dead. Masterofmidgets gets my books and an assortment of other stuff if she wants it, The Heatherkins can have my meager amounts of money to help pay her college fees, Roy can have whatever she feels like taking, as can Telyanofcelore, Dyng Rose, and anyone else who knows where I live. My only request is that you all hold a viking funeral for me like we used to plan in high school. Flaming arrows and the burning corpses of my enemies, all thoes ambient details.
so my will is not very orginized. I don't mind as long as I can know that the rest of you will avenge my death.
In addition, give my chartwells meals to the homeless. Perhaps they can eat them.
viking funeral,
death,
destruction,
murder