I can't believe anyone would voluntarily run 26 miles. Sometimes I sit on the couch cross-legged because I don't feel like walking to the bathroom.

Although I get a lot of specialty services like wraps, scrubs, and mustache removal, my favorite is the simple manicure/pedicure. They work on your hands and feet at the same time while you sit in a vibrating chair. I call it the sorority girls version of a threesome.

No, it's not a 'corpse thing.' I feel I lack the emotional capacity to deal with those in mourning.

I think people tend to be very myopic and they dont understand how their actions impact others.

No matter how happy anyone is with their choices, I believe it's human nature to wonder about the path not taken.

I yearn to be a woman of more depth, but I'm not so fond of the path I'd need to follow to get there.

Point? Maybe you aren't a Carrie or a Samantha or a Charlotte or a Miranda. Maybe you're just you.