Fyeah everything. I used to be able to get a good laugh out of anything. Squeeze out every drop. Now I can’t be bothered to try. Tough luck dude. I have had enough, I suppose.

American Psycho. I’m starting to think that it may be one of the best books I’ve read so far. It’s so much more than the violence. A second reading is called for! I want to see what’s so funny about it actually.

Still toying with the idea of writing a letter to Neil Gaiman. How do these long distance mail services work? I wonder if he’d reply. Or maybe I should just send an email or something, although he did mention he stopped checking it so much. Oh and the other idea of writing letters to whoever reads it. A bit more… convenient? Just leave it clapped between a book. Ot I could even pretend that the bookdrop is a letter box and just drop it in, see what the librarians say.

Things are getting out of hand, there’ve been peopleeatingeach other over in the US. Hearts, brains, intestines, whatever. A real conincidence, since I just finished reading American Psycho. Some are saying that the zombies have arrived. Why though? Aren’t animal body parts enough? Seriously.

Researching in progress.

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(Source: thehopefoolignorant, via astro-physicist)