A little more about me, then I shall shut the fuck up about me for a bit. I'm tired of me, you know? How are you?
First, new column is live at Bookslut, this one is a collection of a bunch of random things that crossed my desk this month.
Second, this baby-in-waiting seems convinced that it is his duty to kick my spleen on an hourly basis. It is slightly tiresome.
Third, tomorrow is my birthday. Woo. My plan is to spend it writing, then maybe I'll do a load of laundry. Actually, my plan was to spend it on St. Croix surrounded by pool boys, but a lack of time put the kibosh on that. Maybe next year.