You Have Endless Ways You Can Commit

How Everything You Ever Love Will Reject You Or Die. Everything You Ever Create Will Be Thrown Away. Everything You're Proud Of Will End Up As Trash.

We Went Sailing One Time, And He Wore A Speedo, And Any Smart Woman Should Know That Means Bisexual At Least.

It's Not Love Or Anything, But I Think I Like You, Too.

The Bad News Is We Don't Have Any Control. The Good News Is We Can't Make Any Mistakes.

The Short Stories Tend To Be A Journalistic Gathering Of Anecdotes That Are Put Together To Make Something Larger.