I know I am, but what are you? But now back to me...
I'm going to have to leave these New Yorker issues in recycling bins across the city so no one can see how unread they are.
Just trying to change the dialog.
Because 50/50 feels like the odds are at least ever half way in my favor.
So here you go, read it and don’t weep, seriously, or you might as well bleed through your white skirt in the conference room right now...
Let it be known that the goal of womankind is NOT to age gracefully - it's actually to just. keep. aging. FULL STOP.
Three of the top three reasons that humans are the worst animal.