I haven't quite figured out what to do...

Oh, autumn. Finally.

I haven't blogged much over the past few months, and I'm not... sure why. Jezebel isn't what it used to be. I was starred over at Gawker, but it just isn't as snarktastically wonderful as it used to be, either. I'm buried in books from sunrise to sunset, and I tweet like a maniac; when I'm not tweeting for myself, I'm tweeting for eight different Middle Eastern leaders for the Plaid Avenger. Maybe it's a lack of inspiration? Maybe it's all of the moving, the relationship changes, the health issues, that I'd rather be playing with the dogs than typing more than I have to in front of a computer all day?

No, no, it's inspiration and the lack thereof. I promise I'll get on it, swears...