I have been reading Lipstick Jungle for the past couple of days (in the train) and I'm bored out of my mind. I'm on page 28 for crying out loud. I read 10 pages and fall asleep. I guess I'm getting tired of average Chick Lits. Perhaps Candace Bushnell's novels are better on screen than on paper, or was it just SATC that was good? I read One Fifth Avenue when it came out. It sucked.
Anyway, I've decided to move onto something a bit darker, such as the Carrie Fisher memoir. That's probably funny too.
Hey, what's the purpose of this post again? Just rambling... I know!
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