A proposed alternative title for your journal should Brynhild ever catch you and force you at swordpoint of her many sisters to make an honest Valkyrie of her...
"The Batcave: where the Batlord sits on his Bat Throne and hatches his batschemes, providing he has first fixed that leaky tap and mowed the lawn as his wife asked him seven times already this week to, how many more time must he be asked? Oh and don't forget to pick up my dry cleaning before you waste your time on that Bathrone listening to that awful heavy metal music that rots your brain why eon't you give Taylor Swift a try she's not so bad" etc
Keep runnin' man!
