its just another manic monday

dear blogosphere,

i apologise for the following post. yet again i find myself trapped in a chamber of blogging indecision. there are just too many things i want to write about today. and i just can't decide which way to go. this is very unlike me, as i am usually quite the no-nonsense bitch woman.

also, i should really do something to reduce the mountain of work on my desk and therefore coming up with a whole post full of insight and playful snark is quite impossible today.

so i wanted to write something short yet sharp, something brief yet brilliant. of course this didn't happen, as you will discover if you choose to continue reading this crap.

so, what to write about on this most glorious yet manic monday morning?

should i write about the circumcision of my nephew that i just attended, thus provoking interesting religious/political discussion about the merits and necessity of this ancient practice in the modern age?

or should i take the superficial road and instead describe my recent experience of coming in second in the pash stakes to a woman approximately 15 years my senior?

do i ponder the fascinating conversation i had on saturday night with a clinically depressed genius. a medical/philosophy/psychology student who is less tormented by his actual depression than by the decision of whether to attribute it to a medical, environmental or existential precondition?

or do i rave about all the marvellous play readings i was privileged enough to attend last week, written and read by some of my favourite blogtor boys?

or what if i translate a conversation between my grandmother and sister about ways in which one should burp a newborn baby? a conversation in which my sister told my nanna "we don't do it like that anymore nanna. that's considered bad for the child these days", while my nanna stared at her in horror, obviously thinking "girl, i gave birth to your mother in wartime poland, and she turned out just fine. don't be telling me what's bad for the child."

but then again, i could just lash oodles of praise upon this most glorious film. a truly breathtaking cinematic experience that made me feel happy, hollow and horny all at once. go see it now. RIGHT NOW! and make sure you take someone whose thighs you can squeeze and tongue you can suck in the sexy bits. i didn't, and boy do i regret it*.

oh, i just can't decide. so much to write about, so few brain cells left to help me choose.

so how about instead i provide you with a list of links to some of my favourite blog posts of all time? its a cop out i know, but many of you may not have experienced the true genius that is these writings. and i'm sure the writers in question won't mind a bit of free publicity.

kranki: if i had an island

ms fits: politics for beginners

sherriff: hell of you get out what you put in

sugar: to all my pals in the carb army - word

elmos: a post about how wonderful i truly am. cope.

and that's only a few of 'em. there's plenty more where they came from.

happy reading.

love la nadine.

x

*which is not to say i didn't enjoy your wonderful company gorgeous girl. because i did. maybe too much. wanna date me?