In The Summer Of 80, Silhouette Bought

I Didn't Get Fired." "you Didn't Punch Your Boss And Get Fired From The Tribune? That's What I Heard." "i Punched What Could Loosely Be Called A Colleague For Cribbing My Notes On A Story And Since The Editor–who Happened To Be The Asshole's Uncle–took His Word Over Mine, I Quit." "to Write Books. Is It Fun?" "i Guess It Is." "i Bet You Killed The Asshole In The First One You Wrote." "you'd Be Right. Beat Him To Death With A Shovel. Very Satisfying.

Wouldn't It Be Nice If Everything Balanced In The World? If Right Came Out On Top And Wrong Was Punished. It Sure Would Be Simple.

My Boyfriend And I Are Badasses.

...if I Don't Have Twenty Or Thirty Books Right Here, Waiting To Be Read, I Start Jonesing. That's My Compulsion.

There's An Oatmeal Cookie In There. I See No Reason For The Existence Of Oatmeal, Particularly In Cookies.