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+# Title:  Furiously Happy
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+## Author: Jenny Lawson
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+**Started Reading**: 2022-11-27
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+**Finished Reading**: 
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+[Goodreads Link](https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/23848559-furiously-happy)
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+# Quotes
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+> I can't think of another type of illness where the sufferer is made to feel guilty and question their self-care when their medications need to be changed.
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+> Brains are like toddlers. They are wonderful and should be treasured, but that doesn't mean you should trust them to take care of you in an avalanche or process serotonin effectively.
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+>And also, WHY IS THERE A BEAR IN MY BED?" and I was like, "Because that one's juuust right," and Victor looked at me incredulously because apparently his mother never read him "Goldilocks."
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+> like when I heard about "microdermabrasion," which I suspect is Latin for "I want to pull off your skin and turn it into a jacket." My dermatologist sent me an e-mail about it, saying something about how my new skin was suffocating underneath layers of my old, dead skin, and I suddenly felt like I was wearing a mask of dust mites and dirt.
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+> I use nothing but soap and water until one of those mall beauticians stops me on my way to buy a pretzel to tell me how bad I look and convinces me to lavish my face with an expensive cream that makes me immediately break out, probably because my face is not used to being cared for and is panicking.
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+> Imagine carrying seven pockets with you at the carnival. You can't. You'd need a purse. Then you'd get on the Zipper and it'd be fine for a minute until your purse popped open and all of your stuff was being poltergeisted around the cage at you like you were a kitten in a dryer full of batteries, and then your phone gave you a black eye. This is all based on real life, by the way.
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+> Here's a picture of just a few of the buttons on a Japanese toilet:
+>I'm not entirely sure what these are all for but I think the top one that looks like a stick figure is to notify people that you've found the Blair Witch, and I think the next one means "Poop won't go down. Use your foot." I assume the orange button on the far left is for starting a war, and then there are two for washing your boobs for some reason, and then one about levitating on a fountain, and I think the last one is for ordering bacon?