twentyten reasons to update and maintain

you have got to be kidding yourself if you think i am actually going to think of 2,010 reasons for bloggery. but list form language is floating everywhere today. i woke up this morning, hungover, granted, and immediately started singing "99 ways to leave your lover." i stop singing it though when it gets to the part about "hit the road jack" and then lists a series of names and rhyming modes of transportation that one can leave by. it all seems very inconsistent. the measure of poetry is but everything.

anyway, i am going to start making an effort here, and giving you stalkers something to stalk about. meg and john both started blogs, thereby doing something with their lives and i simply cannot resist that peer pressure anymore.

lastly, sometimes when i lie awake at night pulling on another cigarette like i am somebody i think about emails would make good books. you could title it re:re or something unwitty like that.