Nobody Wants To Be Racist And I

I Tend To Take [ To Bridget Jones Diaries] Something That Nearly Happened, Or Might Have Happened, And Then Exaggerate It To Make It Funny And To Make It Tie Into The Themes.

Reminded Of Favorite Poem By Wendy Cope Which Goes: At Christmas Little Children Sing And Merry Bells Jingle. The Cold Winter Air Makes Our Hands And Faces Tingle. And Happy Families Go To Church And Cheerily They Mingle, And The Whole Business Is Unbelievably Dreadful If You're Single.

I Made My Excuses And Left, Thinking, Really, After A Certain Age, People Are Just Going To Do What They're Going To Do And You're Either Going To Accept Them As They Are Or You're Not.

The Corruption Of The Good By The Belief In Their Own Infallible Goodnes Is The Most Bloody Dangerous Pitfall In The Human Spectrum. Once You Have Conquered All Your Sins, Pride Is The One Which Will Conquer You. A Man Starts Off Deciding He Is A Good Man Because He Makes Good Decisions. Next Thing, He's Convinced That Whatever Decision He Makes Must Be Good Because He's A Good Man. Most Of The Wars In The World Are Caused By People Who Think They Have God On Their Side. Always Stick With People Who Know They Are Flawed And Ridiculous.

I Will Not Sulk About Having No Boyfriend, But Develop Inner Poise And Authority And Sense Of Self As Woman Of Substance, Complete Without Boyfriend, As Best Way To Obtain Boyfriend.