December 30, 2004

The Very Bearable Lightness of Being

I don't know what the fuck Kundera was on about; lightness of being fucking rules. See, I've been traveling under a cloud of vehicle registration snafus that prevented me from getting my car tag on time last month. I knew that it was only a matter of time until I found myself being served a Blue Light Special, so today was my designated day to get - as Acidman is fond of saying - all my shit in a sock. I did, my tag is now proudly affixed to the back of my rolling can of trash, and I am feeling incredibly relieved.

Also: tis the season of the balls-out retail slash-and-burn. What was light is now positively elevated; I just bought a king-size Ralph Lauren goose-down comforter with a 330-thread-count cover for $99.99, on sale at Stein Mart. Tomorrow? Off to Costco where I will finally be united with the object of a full year's near-sexual lust. Haven't seen one before? Let me tell you - the sucking power of this baby is beyond anything Orrick ever dreamed of. I've seen the, erm, demo. Trust me.

Yessss. We loveses it, preciousss.

Posted by Queenie at December 30, 2004 01:39 PM

Holy Shit!

$99? Nice. I'm allergic to feathers, yet I'd go for that! (Ooohh, those things feel wonderful...)

Posted by: Key at December 30, 2004 11:23 PM
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