So, my mood has at least lightened. My anger has quieted into general aversion to stupidity, which is constantly there anyway. Had a really good lunch with Gypsy, Ragno, and the Emperor.

I’m starting up an invite-only tabletop game. It’s been a long time since I’ve storytold tabletop. I do miss it, and so do all the people who keep bugging me to start it up again. Plots swirling in my head. This ought to be interesting…

From what I have been told, I have an innocent face, and devilish eyes. I am a fallen angel. Hrm. I have never claimed to be innocent. Nor am I evil, in my own eyes. I have a code of honor that I follow fairly strictly. I am tempted to break that code fairly often.

But then again, who am I to question how I appear in another’s universe? If their paradigm sees fit to cast me in that role, instead of the one I choose for my own, it seems the only difference is semantics. I have the same qualities, same facets… just a different name.

What’s in a name?