Listen. I hear you. You're a few pounds heavier than you like. I completely understand how you feel. Isn't it amazing we can see the beauty in our best friends, sisters, mothers, and aunts without the slightest thought to their flaws... but can obsess for hours on our own imperfections?
Since Oz is about to celebrate its 75th anniversary next year, here's a fun peek at a few details that may have escaped the attention of even the most ardent Ozophiles.
If you've said any of these, don't feel bad (unless you've stolen a handicap parking spot!). We aren't angry or offended, but we want people to understand.
We know that the very act of being poor guarantees that we will never not be poor. It doesn't give us much reason to improve ourselves.
I imagine it's a pretty great feeling when someone you want to marry actually asks you to marry him. And I'm truly happy for my friends who are entering into a lifetime of monogamy with the ones they love. But some of these statuses have to be addressed.
As you watch the sun dip below 14,000-foot peaks from Allred's restaurant, toast your craft beers to a vacation well spent in Telluride, CO, a histori...
I did have a few breakups I would qualify with, "I don't mean 'I can't be bothered to figure out where things went wrong, I mean that she was diagnosed with borderline personality disorder," but for the most part, "crazy" meant "acting in a way I didn't like." I didn't realize just how damaging this attitude was in the way I related to women.