114. there was so much to write about.

15Nov08

And now there is silence.

I’m going to try and write daily. Which means more pointless posts, but hey. If you’re reading this blog, it’s because I know you somehow. Journals make me paranoid and relieved all at once, and no sir, there is no poetry to speak of, I’m just here. All the time.

I finally read American Gods, and loved it just as much as you guys predicted. Book recommendations are always, always appreciated.

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