I'm sorry for not posting for the past couple of days--although, I suppose that apology is directed more toward myself than toward my flist.
You see, I've been reading Moab Is My Washpot, and I always have two conflicting thoughts when I read Stephen Fry.
The first is: I'm enjoying this very much.
And the second is: I've wasted my life.I finish
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