Revelations (strictly non-Biblical)

I've decided -- discerned, rather -- that I'm being such a shoddy and inconsistent blogstress because I'm weaning you off of the blog for when I can't write in it (when my parents come), when I won't have anything to write about (Christmas Break) and when my inspiration and internet access will be unreliable (J-Term).

Oh yeah... and because I'm lazy.

Tonight I went to see Unfaithful with my favorite poetess, Laura Spence, and somehow a conversation about Diane Lane's boobs transformed monstrously into a heated "debate" about iconoclasm and Hollywood propaganda. The only mutual conclusion reached was that neither of us are good debaters because we're far too easily inflamed. My favorite thing about myself is how I talk bullshit and statements fly out of my mouth that can be easily misconstrued. Because of this, I often end up painting myself into a corner because I'd rather argue a topic to the death, until I'm right or until I'm bored and know I won't win -- even if I don't agree with it. Of course this is preferable to a.) knowing what I'm talking about in the first place or b.) admitting that I may be wrong or may have mis-stated something. The problem is that I'm not good at debating even when I do stand on firm ground, forget trying to play Devil's Advocate.

So, a caveat: Don't trick me into a debate that you know I'll follow through with because then I'll have to spend unecessary words pontificating as I am now, and the burden will ultimately fall on you. Anyway, I don't know how much longer my laptop can stand my ego crumbling into pieces and falling in between the keys.

Another revelation is that Lanford's Literary Korner ain't gonna happen. I really enjoyed the novel How to Lose Friends & Alienate People by Toby Young, and I think you should all go and read it, but it's been too long at this point to dredge it up for you and give you a list of pros and cons. So go out there, tykes, just take my advice on blind faith! (I will tell you that the book involves a strip-o-gram incident, if that makes you more confident in your faith.)

So that's all I have to say for now. I was going to include an obscure Simpsons quote, but the moments between shower and blog have obliterated it from my mind, so I'll just let the littlest Wiggum speak for me: "Go banana!"