Reading: The Art of Seduction by Robert Greene; Seduction by Jean Baudrillard; and, The Seducer's Diary (in Either/Or) by Soren Kierkegaard.

Why would I torture myself in this way? Why do I seek out these texts which tend to make me burn with anger, quiver with disgust, freeze with hatred? Oh yes, I forgot, I'm female and therefore a natural masochist. I tend to forget Freud-dude.