Well, I went to Shepherd's Bush Market
And there was a sign telling me there was no God, only Allah. I think that cleared it up for me.

If not, then it's probably the mass of medical shit thrown my way:

-Lopsided jaw, with a recent discovery that I don't have the bone density in it to fix it much.
-Thin skull; I only need a tap on it to get concussion
-Following the last one, I'm deaf, with only one inner ear, which means my balance is shot. I go over like a tonn of bricks in an earthquake.
-Underactive thyroid, which led to me nearly being in a coma. That didn't help my balance much.
-Chondromalacia in both knees, which means my knees buckle at any given moment, painfully, which has led to me going over whilst crossing a road.

If there IS a God, he's certainly having fun with me!
( Methylene Blue - electrohead, Mon 23 Mar 2009, 13:26, 2 replies)

Not fun.
He hates you.

Assuming he exists.

What does it mean if he doesn't?
( gareth_alien will be human again at, Mon 23 Mar 2009, 13:45, closed)

Somebody else's God
Must hate you instead.
(porkylips looks better as the sun goes down., Mon 23 Mar 2009, 14:06, closed)