In some ways, blogging is like drinking - it gives a person permission to be a total asshole.

But my favorite band is Curbside Life, out of Chicago.

Real optimism is not the pep talk you give yourself. It is earned through the labor involved in emotional housekeeping.

I couldn't help but think, This car is taking me to a mental hospital and my mother is treating it like open-mic night at a Greenwich Village café.

The more obsessed one is with getting thin, the more certain it becomes that one will never get there.

Smoking had become my favorite thing in the world to do. It was like having instant comfort, no matter where or when.

I'm not going to waste my energy looking into the eyes of someone like the guy who blew my legs off trying to find a way to forgive him for doing something that horrible when there are way more productive ways I could be spending my life. You've got to focus on moving on.