Famous by Kate Langdon
Intro page - Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, champagne in one hand, strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming… woo hoo, what a ride! Anon
Page 6 - While lying in traction in the hospital the next day, I informed Jerry that he could promptly take his cake, hideous football photo and smelly socks and fuck off out of my apartment.
Page 7 - I strongly doubted any man would pass my stringent new shack-up criteria and I felt strangely secure in this knowledge.
Page 7 - However, it was slightly disconcerting to note that the only men who shared my passion for minimalist clean lines and white Italian furniture appeared to be gay.
Page 30 - ‘Bumology. Y’know… getting your future read by your bottom.’
Page 32 - It was more a case of sub-sitting (ie agreeing to look after someone’s children and then farming them off to someone else, preferably someone you know).
Page 33 - She was more like the Slyvester Stalone of the women’s movement, a female bulldozer out to mow down as many men as she could. She was vehemently and very vocally opposed to what she termed the ‘negative and discriminating portrayal of women in advertising’.
Page 36 - Roz was what my father called a man’s woman. In other words, Roz was for all intents and purposes a man, but with breasts.
Page 37 - As a child I had often imagined that I was adopted at birth. I still do hold out some hope. Surely my birth parents were famous celebrities or well-respected businesspeople, who spent their days flitting around the world from one incredibly stylish pad to the next?
Page 48 - But it was better to settle and keep the peace, he said, rather than drag names through the dirt. Even if one was undoubtedly being taken for a ride in the fun park.
Page 51 - simple rule: one could never hope to tame the penis of a rich middle-aged man.
Page 63 - Manwives, who were also married to women’s rights activists and who also spent their days running the household and making banners that read Raising Children is a Job Too! and Breastfeeding for the Public Good! in their garages.
Page 93 - There is no doubt in my mind that Amanda will one day be running this country. I can only hope I am either dead or living elsewhere by that time