Furiously happy: {a funny book about horrible things}

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Furiously happy, dangerously sad -- I've found a kindred soul and he has a very healthy coat -- My phone is more fun to hang out with than me -- I have a sleep disorder and it's probably going to kill me or someone else -- How many carbs are in a foot? -- Pretend you're good at it -- George Washington's dildo -- I'm not psychotic; I just need to get in front of you in line. -- Why would I want to do more when I'm already doing so well at nothing? -- What I say to my shrink vs. what I mean -- LOOK AT THIS GIRAFFE -- The fear -- Skinterventions and Bangtox -- It's like your pants are bragging at me -- Nice bass -- It's hard to tell which of us is mentally ill -- I left my heart in San Francisco. (But replace "San Francisco" with "near the lemur house" and replace "heart" with a sad question mark.) -- Stock up on snow globes. The zombie apocalypse is coming. -- Appendix: An interview with the author -- I'm turning into a zombie one organ at a time -- Cats are selfish yawners and they're totally getting away with it -- Koalas are full of chlamydia -- Voodoo vagina -- The world needs to go on a diet. Literally. -- Crazy like a reverse fox -- An essay on parsley, wasabi, cream cheese, and soup -- And then I got three dead cats in the mail -- Things I may have accidentally said during uncomfortable silences -- My skeleton is potaterrific -- It's called "catouflage" -- We're better than Galileo, because he's dead. -- Things my father taught me -- I'm going to die. Eventually. -- And this is why I prefer to cut my own hair -- It's all in how you look at it (the book of Nelda) -- Well at least your nipples are covered -- Death by swans is not a glamorous as you'd expect -- The big quiz -- Cat lamination -- That baby was delicious -- These cookies know nothing of my work -- It might be easier. But it wouldn't be better. -- Epilogue: Deep in the trenches.;"In Furiously Happy, #1 New York Times bestselling author Jenny Lawson explores her lifelong battle with mental illness. A hysterical, ridiculous book about crippling depression and anxiety? That sounds like a terrible idea. But terrible ideas are what Jenny does best. As Jenny says: "Some people might think that being 'furiously happy' is just an excuse to be stupid and irresponsible and invite a herd of kangaroos over to your house without telling your husband first because you suspect he would say no since he's never particularly liked kangaroos. And that would be ridiculous because no one would invite a herd of kangaroos into their house. Two is the limit. I speak from personal experience. My husband says that none is the new limit. I say he should have been clearer about that before I rented all those kangaroos. "Most of my favorite people are dangerously fucked-up but you'd never guess because we've learned to bare it so honestly that it becomes the new normal. Like John Hughe