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Well Valentine's Day is a wretched holiday. And I am not saying that just because I am single. Even if you are with someone it is a crazy neurotic holiday. I saw at least a few married gals who looked disheartened by lack of flowers or candy. And I felt hostile towards all those people carrying around flowers and balloons. Now, that is because I am single. But it seems to me like celebration of feeling let down and sorry for yourself. It's utter crap, really. And then again, I am in a real bitchy mood this particular day.
It is also a funny VAGINA day! Let me just say VAGINA VAGINA because they make such a big deal about the Vagina Monologues and while I appreciate that the gal is raising money for battered women, that play is just so silly. Granted, I read it... didn't see it... but I don't know what is so impressive about "if your vagina got dressed, what would it wear?" I mean that is like if you were a tree what which would you be? And that seems so goddamn silly to me. I read that thing and thought BLAH. I mean I like vulgar raw offensive and honest but it was none of the above. It seemed mild and goony. I am not afraid of my own vagina. It is just a little lonesome these days, LOL. Vagina seems a silly word, though. What is better? Pussy? Cunt? Cunt is really quite an ugly word and to me is the grandaddy of curse words. And I like curse words. I reserve them primarily for when I am driving. But cunt is for extremely rare occasions and sometimes comic effect. What am I on about tonight? I am officially rambling.
May I just say, regarding the Oscar nominees, that I am so disappointed no Steve Buscemi for "Ghost World". He is so wonderful in that, dammit. And also Billy Bob Thorton in "Monster's Ball" . But Halle Berry got the nomination and also Renee Zelweger (sp?) for "Bridget Jones's Diary" which is v. good. So I will be watching, as always.
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