I Lost My Public Self, Or Had

She Has Slimmed Down Since The Height Of Impeachment, Her Thick Blow-dried Hair As Shiny As Russian Sable And Her Creamy Cleavage, As Historic In Its Own Way As Mount Rushmore, Was Quite Wonderful To Behold.

He Ended It. He Just Said He Didn't - He - Well, What He Said Was That He Didn't Feel It Was Right, And You Know, I Mean That's - Because He Ended It, He'd Probably Have To Be The One To Answer That.

As Painful And Destructive As They Are, The Hateful Comments Allow Us To Map The Underlying Beliefs Of Many People In A Way We've Never Been Able To Before. It's Almost As If All Of The Negativity And Misogyny Needs To Come To The Surface So We Can Fully Understand What It Is, And How Deep It Goes, Before We Can Begin To Shift It. Of Course, I Wish It Weren't There.

I, Myself, Deeply Regret What Happened Between Me And President Clinton. Let Me Say It Again: I. Myself. Deeply. Regret. What. Happened.

I'm Kind Of Known For Something That's Not So Great To Be Known For.