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The really violent Christian parallels with Shadow's death in American Gods struck me today, and I'd love to ask Neil if they were deliberate. Also, there seems to be a person missing in his story in McSweeney's Mammoth Treasury of Thrilling Tales. I've a feeling he may have answered that one a long time ago, though. Ah, the glories of a really boring job.

I hate people who post all their damn auctions to clothing groups. I know there's a goddamn community devoted to auctions. Take that shit over there.

Only receiving a couple of comments for a piece of writing I've posted is kinda disheartening. Receiving none is downright depressing. That's all I'm saying.

I still refuse to believe that Liberia is a real country. I don't recall learning about it in geography. Ever. Or colouring it in on a world map somewhere.


So. Today I had a miserable time of it, as I had my stomach, my uterus and my lower back competing to discover which could cause me the most excruciating pain. Not fun. I planned on coming home and sleeping (and doing washing) only to discover Nat, Sara and I had arranged to meet at Liaisons today. Only just got home half an hour ago. Hope I can get some washing done... considering I rewore a skirt of mum's that I nicked last week, and an old school shirt to work today. I'd better go do that.

Sigh.