The mean in life, we must never forget, is punctuated bursts of violence and destruction and someone else’s whim.
“We spelled love, g-i-v-e, I never wanted to hide my body from him – if I could have I would have given it all away with the rest of me – I did not know it was possible to save something for myself.”
Need a put down and a nice sarcastic “Thanks, buddy” isn’t going to cut it? Consult this handy list of my favourite sledges.
Rest is a luxury for the rich. I get up at 6AM, go to school (I have a full courseload, but I only have to go to two in-person classes) then work, then I get the kids, then I pick up my husband, then I have half an hour to change and go to Job 2.