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LOVE, LOSE, EAT or I wish I had my life as together as Elizabeth Gilbert

I’m still processing heartbreak of the past year. I’m beginning to think that my brief moments of romantic happiness were a cosmic joke and I’m merely carbon based entertainment for a bored god. I bet if I put all the tweets about my love life together, I’d have a one-hour special on Comedy Central. Instead of EAT, PRAY, LOVE my memoir should be LOVE, LOSE, EAT. Read more…