Batter up...
Batter up...
February 01, 2005
I got my copy of Vagina Warriors this weekend. I flipped through the pages and sure enough, page 78, there Shereen and I are. And on page 79, we've been quoted. Yes, it's fairly evident by the large amount of wrinkles that I pulled that shirt out of the dirty laundry pile in order to wear it that day. But, hey, that dirty shirt got me in a book. A book selling all over the country.
A friend of mine from New York e-mailed me to tell me that he saw it while perusing the Virgin Megastore. I think this might be my fifteen minutes of fame.
Mom - Don't buy it. Your birthday is soon.
Posted by rhode at February 1, 2005 03:15 PMI knew from the moment I heard you declaim that your vagina was pissed off that you were destined for celebrity, nay, greatness. It almost makes a father cry to know that his daughter is a "VAGINA WARRIOR".
My buttons are bursting from pride!
You go, girl!
Posted by: Russ at February 1, 2005 06:51 PM