I’m telling you, you really should stick to mating within your species, whatever that is.”I would,’ I said, ‘but unfortunately, there are no gorgeous, all-powerful, all-knowing gods around here. I’d even settle for a demigod....

I’m serious, Mar, I don’t know how to act around him now. I can’t be nice, because he’ll hate that. But I can’t be mean just to be nice.””You really need medication.””I’m in a quandary....

We were in such good moods, we even decided to hit Todd’s house for candy. Sam rang the doorbell, and when it opened, this hideous, rubber monster face roared at us. Sam screamed. Todd started...

I couldn’t exactly blame Jane Austen for being a romantic. What the hell else was there to do back then for fun?