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( fannish glee, v.short )

Today, I am going to pack properly. I've done laundry and such - the plan now is to live out of my suitcases for the rest of the week. kwanboa, I have your book. Let me know when you're awake so I can run it over to you, please, as I'd hate to inadvertently steal it. (Actually, I'd love to inadvertently steal it, but I'll just have to buy my own copy, because that would be wrong.)

Mmm, the sun's coming in through my window, at precisely the right angle to keep me all warm and toasty but not make it impossible to make out words on the computer screen. Lovely.

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So there's a Christian of the Loony Tunes variety (ie, not actually adhering to what I understand to be the Christian principles of love and acceptance, and therefore not comparable to any of the _real_ Christian people I know and like quite a lot) on a message board who has said that I am immoral because I do not believe in a God, and that I will go to Hell.

I'm very, very tempted to point out that it's probably _more_ moral to be a good person on one's own, without having to be threatened or bribed with the quality of accomodations after I'm dead, thankyou. Less selfish, more altruistic, that sort of thing. However, I shall ignore them, because I know enough to just snicker at them quietly over here. ;)