So many magazine articles are full of cliché. In CLEAR, the editorial published right above mine was full of phrases like 'some are destined to do well while some will inevitably sink.' I love Clear with all my heart, but sometimes the words need work.

Today has been a sit-at-home-and-do-laundry-while-listening-to-Yoshiki day. I haven't felt like speaking to anyone. Need to get some creative juices flowing. 'There are only so many kung fu movies you can watch.'

So what do I do? Flip through sides of magazines and discover good words? Tape stickers all over my shelves? Crack open an exercise? Sit and wallow in the beauty of the paranoia that I'll never love anyone else, at least this much? Choose and perish.