I am so fucking sick of Eat, Pray, Love. I worked for a book distributor when it came out, and as soon as I saw the damn thing I knew it was never going to go away and was going to be wildly popular among the kind of women I can't stand.
did i tell you that i'm writing a memoir about my spiritual journey? it shall be called, "shit, shower, shave."i think there's room for a sequel too, "wallet, keys, spectacles, testicles."
Haha. Awesome. I wrote a very similar novella entitled, "Shit & Shower." . . . I'm not much for shaving.