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From Neil Gaiman's blog (technically, Neil's mobile phone, via hisblog, whatever :P)
In Taipei airport there were toilets for men, women, enormous telephones, daleks and people feeding giant venus flytraps.



I am so sleepy. Why must monday classes be at nine am? There is no way to have an early night EVERY SUNDAY when I'm usually out friday saturday or both. It screws with my sleeping patterns :(

Performance tomorrow! I'm actually scared shitless but I'm telling myself that it is just the writer's club, so whatever. Right.