Youth-isms
Dude.
Yeah, I'm a compulsive liar...and I'm darn good at it, too...wait a minute, I guess I shouldn't have admitted to that.
You know that sick feeling in the pit of your stomach that makes you want to laugh and cry, that lightheadedness that causes you to stumble about and say completely idiotic things, that dopey smile you wear all the time, yeah, that's love...whoohoo...yes.
When I look at my cat, I wonder if he loves me or is bored living with me, and often while I'm thinking, he stalks out of the room with a flick of his tail and ignores me when I call him but I'm sure he loves me, he just doesn't know how to express such deep feelings.
Singing in the rain or singing in the shower, it's all the same...I sound horrible either way.
Among the quotable quotes from the three Die Hard movies, one of my favorites is: "Nice...Rhymes."
Words of wisdom from that favorite orange cat: Diet is just 'die' with a 't' at the end of it.
Often Julie asks herself, "Beth, are you truly insane?" but the answer seems lie somewhere deep inside Gwen's mind and neither Ruth nor Julie can quite figure out the answer.