last night i was drinking some pumpkin ale, as i am wont to do, and sitting around chatting with charles and tommy, as i am wont to do, and we were thinking about watching "van helsing," as we eventually did, and i hope we are never wont to do again. i had been reading a book i picked up at olsson's yesterday called love in idleness, which i'd bought mostly for the fact that i had intended to buy jonathan strange and mr. norrell, because it is the hot blogger book to be reading, but then i looked at the price and it was $30, and i put it quickly away, and my eyes went to the next shelf down, and love in idleness immediately popped out at me because it had cypress trees on the cover, and i knew it was a fluff book about italy, and i couldn't resist.

anyway, i was complaining that this particular italy fluff book was not all that great (a bit too fluffy, apparently), and charles asked why i didn't read any of his collection of books. i gave them the once-over and declared i didn't like any of them either, because they were mostly philosophy and biographies, and i'm not a fan of those.

well, what do you like then, asked charles.

well, nothing, really, i responded. i mean, have you even read my blog? i hate art, i hate philosophy, i hate the GOP, i hate bush, i hate whole foods, i hate video games, i hate merriweather post pavilion, i hate trains, i disparage my job, my friends, my city, scientologists, everything! i hate everything!

i have realized that my blog is a den of festering hate.

so now has come to decide what to do this problem. i figure i can either channel my widespread hatred of everything into something positive and productive (ie, aiming to become a columnist who writes about stuff she hates, and people can read it and feel superior because they're not as bitter as i am and can rejoice in that sentiment, and thus i make the world a better place), or i can start a blog positivity campaign, wherein i only write about puppies, fluffy bunnies, flowers, my elitist europhile tendencies that i love to indulge in, food, alcohol, and only glowing reviews of books, music, and movies.

i'll have to think if i'm going to be on a descent towards all hatred, all the time, or revamping my outlook to be sunny and shiny and happy.

i hate thinking.