That's me being all erotic and what not. Sorry, I'm reading a lot about "cunt art" for my project and I've got vagina on the brain. You know how it is.
Thanks to all who have offered to give The Dude a swift kick in his shrinky dinks or have suggested that this is just the nature of Man. Based on what others have said, I'm inclined to agree. Thankfully he and I have resolved our differences for now, though he maintains that he was not being a Type A'er and that he viewed what he said as being supportive. He then spouted something about "Men are from Mars, women are from Venus", which really should have lead to him getting a ticket to kicked-in-the-groin town.
In an effort to utilise the proverbial bootstraps for something other than self-strangulation, I am attempting to visualise a time in the near future where the paper will be written and I have at least one less thing to concern myself with. This is where I need your help. After 21 September I plan on reading a book. It will not be about vaginas. It will not be about conflicting feminist theories on the history of art. It will not debate the innumerable intellectual ruminations on the concepts of identity and difference. It will be fiction, and it will have to be good. So, fair blogging folk, what do you recommend? I love to read, but unfortunately I have been a student for the better part of 6 or 7 years, so I'm a bit behind. When I worked at the large chain bookstore that rhymes with Borders I was surrounded by all these fantastic books that I could only gaze at longingly but never read. I look forward to hearing your suggestions.
On a final note, I have added even more links to that there blogroll. Who would have thought there were so many bloggers? Oy vey. If there are some unfamiliar names, please visit them and make their cups runneth over with comments. Hell, visit some of the stalwarts of Pru's blogroll and do the same. There are some fucking fabulous blogs out there that get few comments, which leaves me scratching my vagina-consumed brain. I'm speaking figuratively of course. My brain has not been consumed by a vagina. But what an interesting post that would be...