Sort of freaked out at work and bought the four remaining copies of my book, sick from a number of things, some related to the book, some related to reasons why the economy stinks so much (read: management culture, or if you will, Dilbert). Anyway, much as part of the reason I eventually quit Paperback Reader, I got tired of the poor treatment the book got in the store, either by staff or perhaps in a final twist, by some random customer (though I doubt it).
Still excited for next month so I can get to work on the story that's going to blow the lid on my philosophy once and for all, though the spate of poetry over the past year certainly did a good job getting most of it across. Yay!
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