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sodding bloody internal candidates

Real world? What real world? I may have spent all of today travelling to Oxford and back for a pointless job interview, but that's not what matters right now. What matters is that Blake's 7 fandom continues to be the best thing ever. And has led to some interesting navel-gazing, which I'll cut to save your flists from pointless self-indulgent pseudo-psychology.

( Why am I a slash fan? )

I'd be interested in your input on this one.