In the spirit you've established, I would have liked to have congratulated you for doing the big, grown-up thing and responding to my post with a little message. Which you did. Most impressive.

However! You then _ruined_ it by actually responding here, which only absolute fuckwits or arrogant swine like myself would do. In pondering the reason for this, it seems clear that one of two possibilities are the case: either you managed to restrain

yourself admirably for a day or two... or you spent ever-so long formulating your post to ensure that it was clever.

May I remind you, and Avalon, once more, that it was your rather random personal attack that sparked my post, and not my own ego. As for being in love with myself, I suppose that given the choice between posting neanderthalic arguments and then repeat

ing them over and over again in the illusion that someone cares, or raising eyebrows or a chuckle, give me the latter any day.

I fail to offer solutions for anything simply because the general herd are all like you, or worse, and anything I say would be utterly, utterly wasted- especially on a public forum. My opinions are saved for those who can actually make a difference.

Finally, yes, Herbster, it _is_ roleplay. Well done, though, for utterly fucking up that principle by calling it such. When I post here I do so entirely as Verlaine, and I would appreciate very much your compliance in not drawing attention to the sepa

ration between two very different realms.

Verlaine

Written by my hand on the 7th of Springflower, in the year 1105.