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I am actually "off sodas" and have been for over half a year because it minimizes my obsession with giving myself cancer.

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I may or may not have accidentally set a small fire in a restaurant last night. No one was harmed.


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My favorite here, I can say pretty definitively, is “Let’s Go to Iraq,” which I can imagine sticking out of Donald Rumsfeld’s back pocket, stuffed full of Post-It Notes.

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It doesn't look like much now, but it's drinking milk—and I'm working behind the scenes.


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I realized I should not have used the word "broad" in my last post. I thought that I was cool enough in the chick world to be able to use that word as a dame to a dame. I'm not. I didn't know, really know, until three or four days ago what that meant to dames.