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Porky pop-tard.

Oh Britney.

I spent most of last night IMing with Idolator Maura about the occasionally fascinating disaster that was the MTV Music Awards while she simultaneously got drunk, entertained an apartment full of people and live-blogged it. (She's a total fucking overachiever, that one.)

And then today I woke up thinking: it was MTV's plan all along for Britney to fuck up, whether she knew it or not. (Conspiracy theories are sexy.) I mentioned this to Maura, and girl went off on brilliant tangent which you can read right here.

Anyway.

I'm off to Chicago and Omaha, where smart ladies await me. LC's going to be in Omaha, and Guth and I are driving to Omaha together from Chi-town and of course I will be staying with my bwff (best writer friend forever) Wendy again. I have a feeling this trip is going to be just what I need to help me finish my new book. Inspiration awaits in the midwest! (Or at least another bar fight with any luck.) I'll be posting from the road (especially after attending the Bookslut reading on Wednesday night), so do check in, ok?

(09/10/07)