So Cultured

On my "Amazing Adventures!" today, I went to the Virgin Megastore and found more books for really cheap. Because they were only a quid each, I was able to buy them, knowing it's not a huge loss when I give them away in a few months.

Wanting to be cultured, I opted for books about tortured lesbians, and tortured animals. Sometimes the two can be confused, but the one novel is about lipstick lesbians, versus the neolithic wonders that roam Idaho.

Books of the day: "The Hours" and George Orwell's "Animal Farm."

Does this make me cultured like a pearl, or just a pig with fancy pearl earrings? (Yeah, I was NOT going to say necklace... pervert Syndie.)