Having A Lean And Hungry

My Longing To Improve My Looks Via The Body Shop Is Being Replaced By My Longing To Improve My Looks Via Photoshop.

Truth Is Like Nuclear Waste: It Needs To Be Dealt With Carefully. Sometimes It Needs To Be Buried Way, Way Out Of Town. And Sometimes It Should Never Be Uncovered At All.

I Am Constantly Surprised That The Simple Word 'feminism' Raises More Eyebrows And Initiates More Sad-faced Head-shaking Than Any Elaborate Stream Of Invective I Have Ever Leveled At Either The I.r.s. Or The D.m.v.

...there Is A Celebrated Aphorism Insisting That The Best Way To Live Is To 'work Like You Don't Need The Money, Dance Like Nobody Is Watching, And Love Like You've Never Been Hurt.'...after Years Of Hearing And Reading These Lines I Have Decided To Tell The Truth: The Original Version Is Wrong. There Is A Grave Error In The Wording Of This Adage. The Correct Version Should Go As Follows: Love Like You Don't Need The Money, Work Like Nobody Is Watching, Dance Like You've Never Been Hurt. See? Doesn't That Make More Sense?

Confessions Are Like Tattoos In That 1) You Convince Yourself That The Immediate Pain Of Going Through The Process Means It Won't Bother You Later On; 2) They Are Permanent.