I'm Still Alive, Which Is Pretty Cool.

I Dare Anyone To Spend 10 Years In The Laugh-track That Is Chuck Lorre's Hive Of Oppression And Not Suffer Some Form Of An Emotional Tsunami.

Early On, I Used To Think It Was Really Cool And Macho To Jump Out Of The Car And Tackle The Bad Guy. But Then When You See The Stunts In The Movie, You Realize It Could've Been A Lady In A Poncho.

I'm Tired Of Pretending Like I'm Not Bitching, A Total Fricking Rock Star From Mars...

I'm Tired Of Ignoring That I March To A Different Beat.

I Don't Have A Tuxedo That Fits Anymore Because My Chest And My Biceps Are Too Big.