life is a disappointment of series

The only thing that made it interesting was me.

You should have a blog--

I'm not listening but I bet someone would...or not...either way.

what to do

And then she realized she was too dumb to write the great American novel.

unleashing your inner chi

I have been so busy laughing

I was so unhappy for so long and then i went shopping.

that odd juxtoposition between failure and drama

Like all great art, it wasn't so much what was said as what was said that no one heard.

mixing it all up and then feeling the nausea

I surround myself with all types of people I hate. Even a rash is interesting for the first few days.

with age comes perspective

"I can't help but feel that my genius is wasted on the three or four people who don't hate me."