…surprised all over again at how very comforting very bad food can be.

I think you actually get a kick out of being disappointed and under-achieving, because it's easier, isn't it? Failure and unhappiness is easier because you can make a joke out of it.

Dexter, I love you so much. So, so much, and I probably always will. I just don't like you anymore. I'm sorry.

Afterward, there was some debate as to whether we'd actually "done it properly," which gives you some idea of the awesome skill and artful dexterity of my lovemaking technique.

As new dawns go, this one is depressingly like the old dawn.

He's wearing his official university sweatshirt again, which puzzles me a little. I mean I'd sort of understand it more if it said Yale or Harvard or something, because then it would be a fashion choice. But why advertise the fact that you're at a university to all the other people who are at the university with you?

He wanted to live life in such a way that if a photograph were taken at random, it would be a cool photograph.