Just finished reading "Choke" by Chuck Palahniuk. What a fucking boring book. Whiney, pitiful, uninteresting, bitter, pathetic lead character and the same lifelessness could be said for the supporting characters as well - I had to force myself to finish this. And the book was about a sexaholic, so you would think that maybe the sex scenes would've been decent, but like the entire book, those were mind numbingly dull too. How many fucking times can he say the line: "[X] isn't the right word, but its the first word that comes to mind." It got annoying and ridiculously predictable. I'm convinced that if he hadn't already been famous for "Fight Club" this book wouldn't have been published, that's how bad this tripe was.
Two sucky ass books in one weekend. Christ.
Dear, sweet Harley Kwink...I'm madly in love with you. Marry me! We can go to Canadia. Or Boston or something. It'll be grand...You know the cookies are a given. They are ALWAYS a given. You could dump me tomorrow and you'd still get the cookies. Boston..shit, wherever dyke weddings were legalized. And where better to rub their little piggie noses in how bad they suck than right on their doorstep? What are they gonna do? Be jealous of you? Stare furiously at your tah-tahs? Not willingly give you cookies, but instead begrudgingly give you their cookies? Woman, time to wake up to the powers you wield - Uschi
