The space heater is on.

I'm reading the book Middlesex, and have been walking around in this Greek, detriot-ish, maybe I'm a lesbian, haze. You have to read it!

Do you think books really make people smarter, or do they just make you better at being an interesting conversationlist? You know, one of those people that can really hold there own no matter what subject is brought up. Usually during the wine induced after dinner conversation at the soon to be parents, aging hipster's house, on Thanksgiving.

Of course I'm a little neurotic...
name one person who isnt!