Dear Diary, still on this bloody island. Today I swallowed a bug.

The Stand is making me kind of cranky, you guys! Are there any good post-apocalyptic books that *aren't* all "Well, now that the world has ended, no adventures for the ladies! BABIES FOR YOU. Also, only white people and Magical Black Ladies are immune to the superflu or whatever BY STRANGE COINCIDENCE."

Alternately, any interesting essays on The Stand that I can read when I finish it.