I think I'm done relating to her

Blake is the best man in the world. We would never ever harm each other... I was cutting myself after he found me in our room about to do drugs with a call girl and rightly said I wasn't good enough for him. I lost it and he saved my life.

(Amy Winehouse, in a text to Perez Hilton, explaining the bloody "spat" she and husband Blake Fielder-Civil had early Thursday morning)

After a solid six months and change, I think I'm sorta done with my Amy Winehouse phase.

I still love her sound, still appreciate and give a sincere "girl, I feel you" to her "Tears dry on their own" lyrics and will still recommend her freshman effort, "Back to Black," to anyone looking for an album they can listen to all the way through without skipping a track, but as for my girl crush - and the twisted desire I had deep down to live a bit of her sordid, strung-out life - I think I'm done.

Unlike the Kate and Pete adventure, Amy and Blake's is much less glamorous to look at (Ms. Moss would never show her face post-squabble without having first touched-up her makeup), much less despite-the-drugs-they-do-seem-right-for-each-other and much less likely to spiral into a situation involving a settling of differences with razorblades, methorexic fists, a call girl and shards of glass from an innocent fifth of Wild Turkey.

Cross your fingers that Amy, her giant hair, tiny waist and signature doo-wop sound somehow make it back into rehab and back into the studio to record another fantastic set of songs. We can't let her devolve into the Lauryn Hill redux. We just can't.

In the meantime, to end your Friday on a less wrist-slitting note, enjoy Blogspot's newest video-adding feature and check out how blasé my pup is when someone other than his Mum showers him with affection:

Keira Knightley might be WAY meaner than I am

"When Beth was performing, she started taking all her clothes off. I stood there watching her strip, thinking, 'Oh my God, that woman is so sexy.' She has the most amazing body."

(Keira Knightley, 5'8"/105 lbs, commenting on Beth Ditto, 5'1"/210 lbs)

For those of you who aren't familiar with Beth Ditto (shown arm-in-arm with Kate Moss below), she's the lead singer of the white-hot British band The Gossip, the current #1 placeholder on NME Magazine's 'Cool List,' and oh yeah, she's also the one who's built quite a reputation for herself getting her strip on on-stage and sharing with her fans the gorgeousness that is a sweaty obese woman swathed - and often de-swathed - in nylon, Lycra and poly-acrylics.

Look, I'm all for encouraging women of all sizes to gain confidence through accepting - no, loving - their bodies, so even though I personally don't think it'd be too pretty, I enthusiastically tip my hand to Beth for doing whatever naked dance it is she does up there behind the microphone.

As for Keira, that gorgeous girl needs to shut her pout when it comes to praising women nine times her size. Even if her motivations were good, which I actually believe they were, until she stops burning off all 400 calories she consumes every day having hours of artsy Tantric lovah sex with her greasy boy-tart, anything and everything that comes out of her mouth remotely like this comment is going to sound at best perplexing and at worst just plain mean.

So Keira, please, please call a time-out from the Yab-Yum position, eat a MetRX bar and some toaster strudels and start practicing what you preach.