This weekend was full of shopping and Cho, not neccesarily in that order. You see, I'm on the Margaret Cho email list, and last week they sent out this special deal: the Revolution DVD, CD, and a bitchin' Margaret Cho t-shirt, for the low, low price of $32.50. You can bet I was all over that shit. It came in record time, so I took the DVD to a little dinner gathering I went to on Saturday, and we laughed our asses off. If you ever get a chance to hear The Cho talk about the persimmon diet, jump on it. You won't regret it and I will tell you that for free.
Yesterday I went shopping for trivial things like food and important things like DVDs. My desk lamp went kaput, so I went to Target to get another one, which was not that great of an idea, because the one that went kaput was from Target. I should learn to not buy cheap ass lamps from Target. I didn't get the lamp from Target, but only because they didn't have any I liked.
(Break here to apologize to Miss Zoot because I know about her love for the Target. Sorry, Zoot! I love Target too, but that lamp was cheap ass.)
After not buying a lamp at Target, I adjourned next door to Linens & Things, where I did buy a lamp which may also prove to be cheap ass. Only time will tell.
On a completely unrelated note, I was having an email conversation with Twizler today and this is what I had to say about The Vagina Monologues:
can we, as a collective group of feminists, just fucking get over the vagina monologues already. a group of women chanting the c-word can only be subversive for so long, before it just becomes a group of women chanting the c-word.
And that, my friends, is why someday I will get myself kicked out of my own gender. Shazam!
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