The nature of beauty

I have this habit that I developed when I decided that I valued my own honor, of diminishing the availability of beautiful women. I invent them. I invent them as deeply in love with another, or too much of a friend to ever risk, or out of my league, or looking for something I cannot give. I do this to provide myself the opportunity to ignore beauty. To respect and realize its presence without the world stopping to stand in awe.

All blogging is self-indulgent crap

Okay (which should be included in spell check with or without my consideration). But seriously auspicious beginnings aside, I just spent the better part of twenty minutes weighing the pros and cons of self indulgent vs. self-indulgent vs. selfindulgent. (pronounced SELFindulJENT) The correctness vs. the style of the incorrectness, and I did this not merely because of the ignorance which made the examination necessary but because of my intoxication, which makes the creation of a blog even possible for me.