Monday: And so it goes.
“It was a Friday afternoon. Richard had noticed that events were cowards: they didn’t occur singly, but instead they would run in packs and leap out at him all at once.” Soooo well said Mr. Gaiman. Although this has nothing to do with Monday really, except that I read it on a Monday when there were absolutely no events to be seen.
A little Lost and a little Neverwhere–I’m not sure where that leaves me now. Eeek.