It really is the year 2007. Which means I must be... Oh my God. I'm twenty-eight. I'm old.

Oh, this shouldn't be allowed. There should be a rule which says that people you've met in the gym should never meet you in real life.

You can't just switch off your feelings because the other person did.

Great. Just great. One glimpse of his body and I have a full-blown crush. I honestly thought I was a bit deeper than that.

People who want to make a million borrow a million first

I had no plans to be a writer. My teenaged bid for stardom was to be a pop star... which, ahem, didn't exactly work out.

This is what's so annoying about going out with Luke. You can't get away with anything.