Juno: Honest To Blog?

I'm Glad That As A 33-year-old Working Mother, I Can Still Choose To Wear A Hello Kitty T-shirt Or Stay Up Late Scrolling Through The Twitter Feed Of My Junior-high Crush.

I Feel Like I'm Part Of A Generation Of People Who Are Stuck In The Past And Are Really Self-absorbed. I Mean, We're Actually Taking Pictures Of Ourselves And Posting Them On Facebook, And Keeping In Touch With People That Should Have Been Out Of Our Lives 15 Years Ago.

Gas Attendant: "thata Ain't No Etch-a-sketch. Thats One Doodle That Can't Be Un-did Home Skillet.

I Didn't Even Know How To Talk To People, I Didn't Know How To Talk To The Press. I Was Just A Jester. And I Still Feel That Way. But, I Mean, What Haven't I Learned? Everything That I Know Is New Information Because I Was Starting With Nothing.

I Know White Clothing Is Supposed To Enhance That Summer Glow, But Writers Don't Tan.