Neil Gaiman at Vromans in Pasadena this Saturday at 7:00 p.m.

[Eliza Hodgkins 1812]

Originally Posted by Claire

Anyway, he's doing it really close to my house, so I've talked a friend into going with me, even though she has no clue who he is.

Man, I have no idea who he is and I'm ready to fly up your way to see him.

Golly. Gaiman. On my own. Nervous sweat and I've totally broken out in stress pimples, too. This is what I get for being an atheist. God's all, "I'll show you atheist, bitch. I'm going to go Job on your ass and ruin your chance to steal Neil Gaiman away from his wife. Believe in me NOW, I bet."

Yes, I believe in you now. And I HATE you. Heh. I kid. I kid!

Well, not about the atheist party, really. And I'm not a all kidding about the sweat and pimples.

It's, like, not only am I a comic book reading geek. Now I look like a movie's version of a comic book geek.

[Claire]

Originally Posted by Eliza Hodgkins 1812

It's, like, not only am I a comic book reading geek. Now I look like a movie's version of a comic book geek.

You're screwed.

Too bad I mean that in the figurative sense and not in the literal sense.

[Eliza Hodgkins 1812]

Originally Posted by Claire

You're screwed.

Too bad I mean that in the figurative sense and not in the literal sense.

I cannot tell you how much it delights me that you didn't even try to give me a pep talk. There are no fitting words. I friggin' love you and we haven't even met. So, you know, it's kind of a shallow love. But it FEELS deep.