I just bought a copy of Cosmopolitan magazine, something I haven't done since I was 16. Okay, I tell a lie, I bought a copy a few years back coz it had a feature on Pubic Hairstyles, and I thought that was the most frigging hilarious and depserate-for-content thing I'd ever seen and I had to show it to friends because they couldn't believe such a thing was actually published.

Anyhoo, I was sick of this chick at work bagging me for my "wanky-wannabe-intellectual" taste in magazines, books, CD's, so I thought I'd get the trash mag to show her I can be one of the common people *smirk*. Some coverlines from this month:

• GIRL SEX: The new one-night stand that doubles your wardrobe
• "The moment she rocked my world" - 69 in-love men tell
• How to touch a naked man so he'll cook you dinner for a week
• Is your haircut making you look fat?
  
• What he thinks when he sees your orgasm face.

Hmmm, intruiging. It's somewhat comforting to see things haven't changed. In this crazy uncertain post-modern techo world, women's magazines are still pointless and irritating as ever. And there's still the free panty liner sample!