A Wine-Soaked Slumber Party On The Internet

I was talking online with Art last night about blogs, and blog genres. For instance, journals, which I wouldn't exactly call this, because feeling feelings all over the Internet is not what I do. Perhaps it's more of a log than a journal. Anyhow, I told Art that if my blog were to have a category, it would be a wine-soaked slumber party on the Internet. Art seemed to think I hit the nail on the head, and you know, he's not far off. As his cohabitator Emily will tell you, when I'm sitting on a mattress on the floor in some flannel pajamas with a giant tumbler of Franzia Chillable Red (which, by the way, the website says "pairs well with lighter foods"--like Cheetos?) in my hand and an unchallenging movie playing in the background, the topics of conversation are far reaching, often ridiculous, occasionally deep, mildly personal, and rife with pop culture references. So I have, accordingly, re-subtitled this blog. That's all!