I wish I had more friends, but people are such jerks. If you can just get most people to leave you alone, you're doing good. If you can find even one person you really like, you're lucky. And if that person can also stand you, you're really lucky.

There is so much about my fate that I cannot control, but other things do fall under the jurisdiction. I can decide how I spend my time, whom I interact with, whom I share my body and life and money and energy with. I can select what I can read and eat and study. I can choose how I'm going to regard unfortunate circumstances in my life-whether I will see them as curses or opportunities. I can choose my words and the tone of voice in which I speak to others. And most of all, I can choose my thoughts.

There comes a point when you just love someone. Not because they're good, or bad, or anything really. You just love them. It doesn't mean you'll be together forever. It doesn't mean you won't hurt each other. It just mean you love them. Sometimes in spite of who they are, and sometimes because of who they are. And you know that they love you, sometimes because of who you are, and sometimes in spite of it.

People see how you dress, and then make assumptions about your relationship potential.

Book - 1984, Speak, Uglies, and The Giver

Movie - American History X, Fight Club, American Beauty, Gran Torino, No Country For Old Men, Into The Wild, Million Dollar Baby, V for Vendetta, and Children of Men.

Shows - NCIS, Top Chef, Sex in the City, Golden Girls, Project Runway, and True Blood.

Music - Alternative Rock, Pop, Hip Hop, and Rock

Food - Mexican and Chinese

Friends - It's the friends you can call up at 4 a.m. that matter."

Food - There is no love sincerer than the love of food.

Sleep - I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I'm awake, you know?

Blankets - All I really wanted to do was cuddle back under the blankets, maybe with a certain stuffed toy penguin I knew. Yeah, hiding sounded good.

Mountain Dew - I'm addicted to the stuff.

Music - One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain.

It's just that...I just think that some things are meant to be broken. Imperfect. Chaotic. It's the universe's way of providing contrast, you know? There have to be a few holes in the road. It's how life is.

On Friday night, I was reading my new book, but my brain got tired, so I decided to watch some television instead

Not one person in this world believes that they are truly good enough as they are: good enough to be admired, to be respected, to be loved. Only I am willing to admit this.

I know how devastated you must be to miss me, but leave a message, and I'll try to ease your agony.